It’s been a couple of weeks since I wrote my last post as I took a wee break following the birth of my third baby girl.
And let me tell you there has been a lot of wee, not to mention poo, vomit and sleepless nights. But you know what, I wouldn’t change it for the world!
As I type this one handed with a newborn in my arms and a lukewarm cup of coffee sitting on the desk next to me, I think of how its been more than five years since I held a newborn in my arms.
You forget just how small these little beings are – and mine wasn’t even that small as we welcomed her into the world weighing a healthy 9 pound 6 ounces on Tuesday 31 March.
You forget just how dependant they are on you, how utterly gorgeous their little hands and feet are. How soft their skin and downy like hair is to touch. How you can feel so much love for one little person.
But just as quickly as you forget, it’s amazing how quickly it all comes flooding back to you, like instinct.
I’m soaking this one up as much as I can. The newborn baby smell, the snuggles, even the cries. I know this one is my last and time goes by way too fast so I’m going to enjoy every single moment.