F. Scott Fitzgerald wrote that ‘Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.’
Which is how I feel about spring. This time of year feels so filled with promise, anticipation, potential. The sun finally breaks through the grey haze of January & February, the magnolia trees begin to bloom and the cherry trees burst their buds, covering their branches with popcorn blooms almost over night.
It all ties in rather wonderfully with the end of a pregnancy and the blossoming of motherhood.
All those months of waiting and wondering, filled with promise, anticipation and potential, suddenly coming to fruition over night!
Our first week was spent in bed, recovering and getting to know one another. We had a few hiccups (quite literally!) with breastfeeding to begin with, as Lily had a tongue & lip tie. We took her to see the wonderful Dr Levinkind who operated on her with a cold laser (totally painless) and we were on our way home within the hour. Since then she’s taken to feeding like a duck to water. She’s gaining weight as fast as her mother did freshmen year of university, and is growing like a weed!
We’ve been blessed with an early spring for our second week together, and while I’m under strict instructions from my midwife to spend it recovering on the sofa… well, I never was very good with strict instructions.
Lily and I have been out walking together.
Sipping and nibbling at pavement cafes.
Drinking in the warm fresh air and while I people watch, she cloud gazes.
Blue & white print dress // Longer navy version
Hermes scarf
Chanel bag // Navy belt
Pram (I should have bought the navy one!)
