I've spent most of the past week with Clair, night and day. I miss Max and Ellie. And I feel I need this time with Clair. I can't help but be sad as I know it's really the last time in my life I'll hold a newborn, feed a newborn with my body, and provide comfort to a newborn that no other sole on earth besides mom can provide. This sense and ability to mother is the one thing I've dreamed of all my life. I'm so thankful for the opportunity to fulfill this dream. I love all my kids. I think Clair's going to be a little spoiled.
Today Clair is 8 days old. While that is still very young, I'm already seeing her grow. Today she seemed more awake and aware. She was nursing for long periods and then sleeping on her own. She looks more wise to the world too. She looked like her daddy here. This is the first time I've seen a resemblance to others in the family.
As she grows, I want to capture everything. One thing I love is the way she holds one of my fingers while she nurses. It's adorable. Look at those little fingers.
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