Saturday, April 6, 2013

Days of Magic

One week old.  Photo by Julie Flynn

A friend recently called the first weeks of life magical days.  It really and truly is (so long as one can sleep).  I have had to learn to put aside the never ending to-do lists (OK, not completely - the daily to-dos have been replaced by one big whiteboard for the next few weeks) and relax and revel in micro-accomplishments--a full feed, Gideon self-soothing himself back to sleep, getting ready before 10:00 a.m.

As I have relaxed, I have allowed myself to be awed by the wonderment of a new babyhood.  Never will he be this small again.  Never will it be just the three of us again.  Never will Lance have this much paternity leave again.

And so I stare, and sometimes weep.  And sing over an over again the lullaby about this baby being all mine in his loveliness.

I know smiles at this stage are suppose to be gas-induced,
but I'm pretty sure the full eye-smiles with no sign of
gas are the real deal.

Loving visits from friends.

3 comments:

  1. Lorianne, you are amazing! So beautiful, and of course, so is your sweet baby. Congratulations!

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  2. Lorianne! What a beautiful little baby and a lovely post. Thank you for sharing and congratulations to you and Lance!!

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