I'm sat on the sofa with tears streaming down my face.
When DS was born 7 weeks ago by ELCS, I never experienced the rush of love that women describe feeling when they give birth. I've had some lovely moments over the last few weeks when cuddling him but nothing that's hit me like this.
I'm half sat half laid on the sofa with my legs propped up - DS is sleeping leaning back against my thighs and I can feel his warm little body against them. I'm looking at his chubby face which is the image of his Dad's and he is holding tightly to my finger in his sleep.
He is just so bloody beautiful and perfect that I'm sat here crying. God I love him so much!!