Among my lists, jottings & reminders I found this little paragraph in my notes app dated 1/1/ 2024. Mary Grant was a month old:
I don’t have any idea where the time goes in a day. Change, feed, nap, change, feed, nap, pump, change feed ,nap, bath. It’s like Morse Code being sent from the front line of some battle that you’re not sure you’re winning, but you wake up again to fight another day. And the days are sweet. And fleeting. Like the moments she’s awake. And then she cries. Little tropical storms that pass quickly. She gets that from her mother. And she’s such a mystery to me, and also a tiny little forever…how was there a time before she was here?
📸 Snaps from our newborn shoot with the lovely
@brigettebillupsphotography