Hi all,
My daughter is now just over a week old, and my son is 3 months off being four. Despite the face she's been in hospital most of the week struggling to gain weight, I myself have been struggling to decide if she's changed my world even more than my first child.
Although the birth was easier and I (as the husband, at least) felt less apprehensive about it and less worried during it, it also like something big has changed. It's at once subtle and fundamental. My love for my son hasn't been split between him and the baby, but a whole new sprout of love has started for my daughter, Alice.
I might be naive to think this can continue (it's only been a week!), but I also want try and involve my son with Alice, rather than feel I have to split time and love between them. Tom (my son) seems to really love her already, which really helps. He talks to her and wants to kiss her - thankfully gently! - all the time.
Also, I know what fun is in store, once she starts to smile and interact with us. I can't wait to see the two of them playing together. At the same time, I know that the precious first months are never to be repeated, so I should enjoy them to the full and make sure I remember the feelings of a new baby.
I can't help looking forward to the first time we all go out for a family meal together, and we can all talk and laugh together. It will be so wonderful to look at my wife and think that we made these two wonderful people.
While I'm getting a bit sentimental, I also start thinking it's a shame that all we ever hear on the news is death and catastrophe. For every one of me, there are millions of other families enjoying their own company and so much happiness about.
It might be that I should be able to bring my wife and new daughter home from hospital tomorrow, but I'm feeling very sentimental this evening (I've only had one beer!) and just wanted to share my thoughts.
All the best,
Richard