I have two favourite times of the day. The morning, just after Noah has woken up and the night, just as he's having his last feed and he has dozed off in my arms. He is so cuddly and content and it really gets my hormones flowing. I love the smell of his breastmilk morning breath and the skin just behind his ears. These smells make me feel bubbles flutter through me. These times of the day, when the hussle and bussle hasn't begun or is slowing, holding him is so grounding, so humbling and so natural. These moments are pure bliss to me. I can stop and love. I can stop and appreciate. I can stop and gather perspective. I can stop and know that what truly is important is right here with me. I can stop and be thankful knowing that everyone I love is healthy and safe. Who would have thought such a little soul could have such an impact.
He has truly changed our lives. He's opened up new parts of our souls. He's challenged us to grow and learn. He's opened new doors to a whole other world of people to meet and be friends with. He's helped us to make a new life for ourselves, which for us, living up here and often feeling isolated, has made the world of difference. He is a little angle in disguise - or maybe not so disguised?
Life is good.
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