Monday, 21 April 2014: One Year, Two Weeks and Six Days Old.
Last Easter Monday Hubby and I were in a hospital room staring at a tiny hours-old Ayla Rose.
We didn’t think life could be any more perfect and precious than what it was that day, and we could hardly wait to show our baby girl the world.
Today, a little more than a year on, and Hubby and I had yet another wonderful Easter Monday making precious memories with our baby girl.
It’s amazing how life seems so much more meaningful and special now that Ayla is part of it.
A couple of years ago, a morning we spent at the beach like we did today would still have been fun, but it wouldn’t have felt new and exciting.
I guess it’s because having Ayla helps me see things through her eyes, and sometimes it feels like the first time.
Normally I never would have noticed the colour of the sand, the sharpness of the rocks or the temperature of the water like I noticed today.
And while I would have enjoyed the warmth of the sun on my back back then, I doubt I would have felt it nourishing the soul like how it felt today.
I have Ayla to thank fort newfound wisdom, and every day she grows and learns more about the world I do too.
Ayla makes the simplest things special and the oldest things new, the most boring things interesting and the average extraordinary.