Being a new mummy is amazing. It is stressful; there are good days and bad. Days you think will never end and days you never want to end. There are days you laugh all day and days you cry. Having a baby so reliant on you to feed them and to change them and to settle them and to love them is so intensely amazing one moment and incredibly suffocating the next. There are days when you don't want to leave them for even a second and days when you just need 5 minutes to yourself. Days when you mourn the life you had before and days when you realise how empty and unimportant life was back then. Plans you have to cancel, friends you can't see. First smiles, crawls, steps, words, personalities forming. Moments lasting only seconds that far outweigh any long, difficult hours. You love your tiny new baby like no other; a fierce protective love that you've never experienced before. But with that love comes intense vulnerability - the worries, the 'what ifs'.
These days, the days of 'just us' are perfect. Not the perfect you'd expect - plans have still been cancelled, tears have still been shed, feelings of suffocation felt, nights spent awake worrying. But still perfect. I don't want them to end. The days of just being together. The other details don't and won't matter. We were together.
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