Inquisitive. Adventurous. Tough. Rough. Mischievous. Effervescent. Cheeky. Determined. Strong. Cuddly. Quick. Loud. All wrapped up into one very loveable, 11 month old little big man. This time last year, I was a large, swollen, exhausted Mama. Carrying around an additional 23kg, on my buckling pins. I had finished up with work and was anxiously awaiting the arrival of babe number 2.
Angus and I would nap together every afternoon. Some days, for as long as 3 hours! I'll treasure those days forever. Physically gruelling, yet emotionally comforting. Safe. Happy. My boys and I resting together, before I even knew I was a Mama of 2 boys. I've always been in awe of time. What it cultivates, discards, nurtures and heals. Since becoming a Mama, my concept of time has changed significantly. I am learning to manage it more effectively. Waste it, alot less. Live it, to create valuable memories for the future. And most importantly, appreciate and enjoy it, because it runs away much too fast.
Having Felix has opened my eyes to this even further than Angus' first year did. I do. not. know. where the past 11 months have gone. In a haze of hard work, adjustment and sleep deprivation, I'm guessing. But I feel so lucky to be learning incredible lessons on life, from these little beings Scott and I created. These often challenging times, will be distant memories before I know it.