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So, we’re three weeks in. What is there to say? Anders is a sweet, beautiful baby and as I look at pictures of him a mere three weeks ago (which feels oddly like forever ago and also yesterday), I see his look has changed entirely which, being the feeler I am (sometimes I wish I weren’t), makes me a little anxious. Such cheeks! And overnight it seems! I’m all the more aware how quickly it goes and with that comes the pressure to soak it up, every last drop. Especially because I’m pretty sure this newborn will be my last newborn. In fact, yesterday I came across some of my ultrasound pictures of Anders in my nightstand and like a reel running through my head I thought of all the times I was lying on the OB chair and hearing his heartbeat inside me, I thought of my achy body, heavy with him, I thought of running my hand across my belly, and the ultrasounds where I saw his little hands, his head. I started crying, tears running down my cheeks and all (could hormones have helped? Oh yes, yes they could have.). I am so glad he’s here, but I somehow miss him too. Isn’t that strange? I will forever cherish being pregnant, having my body be used for such a purpose, and this absolutely astounding miracle that comes at the end. I will forever love the newborn stage. I was born to be a mother of newborns. Their total helplessness, their squeaks, the way they smell, the weight of their little bodies on your chest, the way their little legs are so flexible mimicking the way they were folded up inside you, the way they need you desperately, the way they seem to settle when they hear the voice of their Mom and sense her nearness. It’s all so precious to me. I only wish I could make the hands of the clock move a bit slower. And so here’s a few pictures to capture this precious time I so love. I’m so glad I have them.
He is beautiful, Really, really Beautiful:) x
I couldn't love these pictures more if I tried and your writing, well it just gets me….you have the most beautiful way with words and you are making me miss that sweet and perfect newborn stage! Can I just please smell his sweet head?!!
I second that and like to add: the best taste and choice of music!
Thanks ladies — you guys are so sweet to me.
Too sweet for words. And the photos are even sweeter 🙂 We are expecting our first in June and beside having ever other emotion in the book, I am simply so excited to hold this precious baby I have been growing. Thanks for sharing these moments!
Beautiful words, beautiful photos. I'm the same. I cherish being pregnant so much. So so much.
This is so beautiful, Bridget. Congratulations on your sweet little Anders.
Your words always get me. Just love this. I'll be a first time mom
Come August. Not many people know my secret , but I'm safe here! Ha!! Enjoy that little precious boy!
So beautiful, you, your son, your words…. I totally get where your coming from and feel nostalgic already over my one year old. I hope i have more newborns in my future as I love them too. Thank you for sharing these words and photos. Love to you and your family!
So beautifully and perfectly said! I long for the newborn stage again but I'm quite certain it won't come again. Something to be cherished….if only we could slow it down or bottle it up or revisit it at another point in life. N
Enjoy! Ps- so happy that parker has received him so well! I'm sure that's an answer to prayer!
I can still feel the weight of my sweet baby on my chest in the middle of the night while everyone else is asleep and the house is quiet. She's six months now, but I can still feel it. Such a precious feeling. Your pictures and words speak to my mama heart. 🙂 Muah!
"having my body be used for such a purpose"….oh girl, you nailed it with all your wonderful words~ carrying a child within you is the ultimate gift from God I think and I've often felt sorry for men that they will never know this sacred feeling. (my fav picture is the 3rd one-) love to you and your 3 week old!
I agree! Though I don't think Steve wants any parts of it. Crazy men…
Oh girl, that is just exactly it- ache-y, gorgeous, terrifying love for these pieces of ourselves. It is heartbreaking and awesome and, I say it again, terrifying. So beautiful, Bridget. These pictures are just so beautiful.
I wrote a post recently about that missing too (http://www.justenoughfoolishness.com/2014/11/my-body-misses-her.html)- it is so true. My body misses Alice still, 8 months out, and though I'm sure it'll fade to some degree I think motherhood is just defined by this desperate ache for our kids.
And the newborn squeaks! Is there any sound more sweet? My. God.
Everything about this is so sweet. Beautiful pictures and words!
gorgeous photos, it warms my heart to see such love captured on film! <3
I'm a newborn mama, too. We're pretty sure we're done, so even though my youngest is only 8 months I'm missing the baby stage already.
Breathtaking post. That first photo… doesn't it say it all? What a lovely mother you are.
I LOVE these photos!