Yes.
Today I was sorting out R's old clothes- newborn ones. And I realised just how tiny she was, when she was born. She was the perfect weight- 2.995 kg - but oh so delicate. One of the earliest pics of Day 1 show a blue swaddled bald doll with piercing dark eyes, looking straight into me as I hold her and talk to her. That was really something. Much as I may enjoy R's growing up now, looking back at those couple of days when we were formally introduced to each other in the real world- were the best of my life. There was so much excitement and tension!
A newborn baby gallops through weeks, months and years.
Time is a newborn baby.
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