Exciting days in our household: yesterday was my birthday and I was so relieved baby didn’t make an appearance, it would have been a bummer( for me, especially) to have to share a birthday with him, when there are other 36o-something days to choose from🙂.
Today is Georgie’s due date but he doesn’t seem to be in a hurry so I am taking it easy, relaxing and enjoying the last moments of calm and quiet before the big arrival. I have also used these days to reminiscence about Emma’s baby and toddler days, with their bad, their ugly and their magical moments.
In my rummaging through old files and pics from long-dead phones I came across this one. I remember the day it was taken, it was an autumn day and we decided to take Emma on a short vintage train ride around the country. She must have been a bit over a year old but as you can see, she was very aware of her surroundings and boy, did she enjoy that ride and the whole experience! I remember that we were both wrecked from a long week and waking up early in the morning with her, but hey, wasn’t this gorgeous smile worth everything?
I suppose what I am trying to say is that I know baby(and even toddler) days can be atrocious. I am truly hoping this baby will be relaxed and a good sleeper and…and…But even if he isn’t, even if we’ll have to do the whole reflux nightmare and months of sleeplessness and the rest, I know now that the rewards are greater than the pain. Looking back in retrospect, that is🙂
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