Monday, 17 February 2014: Forty Six Weeks Old.
I watched the first part of a new TV series about unwed, underage mothers in the late 1960’s tonight, and within second of it finishing I went straight in to see my sleeping Baby Ayla.
Every night since Ayla’s been born I’ve crept into her room while she’s slept, kissed her on the forehead and told her I love her.
But tonight, as well as whispering the usual “sweet dreams, sleep tight” I also thanked my Baby Ayla for coming into my life.
Within seconds of her birth and within moments of meeting her, my life changed forever; in just a few, fresh breaths of air Ayla somehow managed to open my eyes to a new world, a new range of emotions, a new set of passions and to a whole new me.
Within just those first few minutes, I became somebody who would sacrifice my life for another, if only that life was hers.
Watching the TV show tonight made me feel so unbelievably lucky and grateful for the world we live in, and so thankful that I get to spend countless moments with my Ayla.
Being a mother is so much more than I ever expected. As someone with no natural maternal drive the overwhelming all encompassing love I have for my daughter takes my breath away, every day.
Every new day brings new adventures and learnings and it’s a journey I am forever, eternally grateful for.
Thursday, 22 August 2013: One Hundred and Forty Four Days Old
Ayla is cheeky! So very very cheeky.
She’s recently started a new game where she stares at me with big burning eyes until I look at her.
Then, as soon as our eyes lock, Ayla gives a me big gummy grin then quickly looks the other way.
Ayla’s favourite time to play this game seems to be at night when she’s feeding.
I don’t know how long she lies there staring up at me before I notice she’s not drinking, but for a baby it must feel like eternity…The girls got patience that’s for sure!
But today was the funniest yet, when Ayla was sitting on my lap and I had my head turned talking to Hubby.
I glanced back at the TV for a second and got the fright of my life! Ayla’s whole head was turned around like the exorcist and she was staring at me without moving a muscle.
Her face must have been only centimetres from mine and when I jumped she simply shone her cheeky grin before swiftly turning back to the tellie.
Monday, 28 April 2013: Four Weeks Old.
Ayla’s beginning to react to bright colours and new sounds.
Yesterday I caught her staring at a Bugs Bunny cartoon on TV and today she was in awe of the colourful squeaky toys we put in front of her.
While I’m still so in love with little tiny baby Ayla, I’m super excited to see her grow… I can hardly wait for her first smile and her first laugh, to see her play with her toys, and to watch her turn toward me when I call her name.
In other news… the midwife visited today and Ayla’s all on track; she’s now 3.58kg and 52cm (she was 2.89kg and 47cm at birth).
Also, I got a good nights sleep last night so I’m feeling much better, but I still only managed a 30 min nap this arvo before mummy-duty called!