Dear J,
Can not believe it! One whole month ago you arrived, one whole month. It's been a steep learning curve and a huge challenge at times. Breastfeeding is hard work, we've had all sorts of issues that have made both of us very unhappy but fingers crossed we've turned the corner now.
I'm grateful that you settle fairly well at nights, days are a bit different and the Baby Bjorn gets quite a work out! Although you like it better when Dad wears it.
You are getting close to a smile and it's so lovely to see you looking around and studying things.
It's a funny thing, motherhood. In the evenings when the only place we can get you to sleep is our chests I find myself torn between wishing you'd sleep in you bassinette so I could also sleep and thinking I should really treasure the snuggles as one day you'll be too big and won't want that closeness anymore. It's exciting watching you grow and change yet I find myself feeling a little sad that you will never be this small and precious again. Not that you won't always be precious but you know what I mean right?
You should also know that you are the only person in the world I sing for! Yes, you should feel special and yes, I'll forgive you when you are older and realise how bad a singer I actually am! You settle to a silly tune that repeats your name over and over and to Dad's monotone version that sounds like the 'boooor -ing' call at the cricket.
We (well, I) have a favourite book I read to you, Hattie and the Fox.
There's a lot to come this next month, including the all important decision about whether you'll follow the Hawks or the Bombers in the Footy! Can't wait to see what you do in the next month.
Lots of love,
Mum
