I don’t know if this is weird, but I miss that feeling of seeing her for the first time and the period straight after it - that first night in the hospital - she is my first child and it was all so magical. It still is, absolutely magical - but I miss that time - it went by too fast and I couldn’t soak it all in.

It’s taught me to completely cherish these moments, because in a couple of months I’m going to miss this time also, and in a couple of years I’ll miss this whole period.

Time is moving so fast! She’s already so big, I was sad when I realised she’s no longer going to be in 0-3 month old clothing. Like a bittersweet feeling of yay! She’s growing, but also whoa! Time is moving so fast.

Anyways - just thought I’d share my rambling thoughts. 😭