We're taking things one day at a time, trying to soak up the joy and love that comes with having a brand new spirit in our home...
My wise older sister (and fellow designer) Rachel always told me that out of everything she's ever created, her absolute best work has been her children. I finally understand just what that means. There's nothing in the world like holding your tiny babe all cuddled up on your chest, or seeing the way your husband loves her more than ever.
This is hard work, though. Right now it's a full-time job just to keep the darling fed, and to be honest I've had a few rough days. After a particularly hard day earlier this week, I took little M out in the front yard for some sunshine and sang Here Comes the Sun with tears running down my cheeks. They were tears of sadness and frustration, but also tears of love and hope and a hundred other good emotions. Because even though it's a little tough right now, I'm so ridiculously happy.
We always find ourselves staring at her in admiration, kissing her head of dark hair, watching her sleep, laughing at the faces she makes, and just generally in awe that she is ours forever.