Fletcher: 4 weeks

My little boy is 4 weeks old today! Can you believe it? I certainly can't. The time has flown. I've been on the steepest learning curve of my life this last month. Learning so much every single day about how to look after a baby, my baby, how to stay awake at all hours of the night when all I want to do is sleep, how to breastfeed, how to be a mum, how to be a family.

Fletch has changed so much already...



From the little man who could barely stay awake to a little man who is so awake and so alert.
From staring blankly into space to following me across the room.
From waking every 2 hours to sleeping for 6 hours in a row at night.
From having one facial expression to almost cracking a smile.
From having no head control to being able to lift and turn his head.
From fitting only into size 0000 clothes, to now fitting into some, not all, 000s.

 

We're getting to know each other better and better, day by day.

He loves a bath.
He loves looking around at the world.
He loves having a nap on my chest.
He loves to be sung to sleep.
And my favourite....he loves a cuddle.

Everyone says you just crave time for yourself in these early days. That couldn't be further from the truth for me. Yes, we've got our helper which is making the world of difference for the domestic side of things, but you would have to pay me to be further than a few rooms away from him right now.

I just can't get enough.

And I can't see that changing any time soon.

I think it's called love.