Ma, Mama, Mum, Mummy, Mother. M-o-t-h-e-r. As I roll the words off my tongue, each sounded more strange and foreign, than the other. Each sounded like they've got nothing to do with me. And yet, it is the very essence of who I am, at this stage of my life now. I do not understand how other women get round to writing about their Birth Stories, but words fail me, as I try to pen down my thoughts from The Day, of which I was initiated into the club called, Motherhood.
This little bug just turned 6 weeks, and I am still wrapping my head around how I am his mother, and I will be responsible for loving him and smothering him with love and kisses, from this time on. 42 days, that is the number of days thus far that I've been responsible for feeding and cleaning, loving and kissing this tiny human, from the moment he took his first breath. And yet, I can feel the love growing stronger each and every day, and it is such pure joy to have him in my life. You hear a lot of mums and dads saying how, they cannot imagine how they've lived, without their babies in their lives - I too, can't imagine, how I've lived, without my baby by my side. I love you Baby E, Mama loves you. Thank you for bringing so much joy, into Mummy and Daddy's lives. x
A Big Thank You to Fatilyn from Bambini Photography, for capturing this moment so beautifully.