October 23, 2014 1 min read
I think I've only just really realised this. I already knew it of course, but Sylvie turned one on the weekend and I'm suddenly thinking "Where did my baby go?"
I am ever so grateful to have spent every day and every night of her babyhood with her. It has been such a privilege and so important to me. I know it doesn't work out like this for everyone, but the stars have aligned for us and I wouldn't change it for anything.
Sure, some of the hours spent nursing non-stop on the couch have seemed long. Some of the nights waking over and over again to the point where I threw in the towel altogether on going back to sleep have seemed endless. There have been a lot of nappy changes and lately there have been some shows of strong will. But my message to other new mums is this:
Happy birthday, sweet girl. We love you.