A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2015
14 weeks old – with your Dad
Few things in the world make me happier than seeing you with your Dad. He is one of the most kind, gentle, thoughtful, funny and loving people I know and I can't think of anyone I'd rather raise a child with. When you were born I not only found my heart flooded with more love for you than I ever thought possible but also with an entirely new level of love for your Dad, for helping to create you. As you grow you're starting to look less like a carbon copy of me, I thought it might make me a bit sad but instead I love recognising your dad in you, your worried brow, your nose and strangely, your tongue.
These early months of parenthood haven't always been easy and while it has brought us the best moments in our relationship, it has also brought us the most trying. But watching him with you, his patience, his warmth, the fact that you two already have your own special rituals - reminds me what a magnificent man he is and helps me let go of whatever frustration I was feeling. I love listening to you two chat and play together in the next room on weekend mornings even more then I love the chance to sleep in it's meant to give me.
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