Good morning sweet Harry.

Yesterday morning. 5 days old. He sleeps all day and all night, waking up barely enough to open one eye to give me a sneaky “I’m hungry again” look. (I think he uses up all his little energy to scream as I change him.) He has peach fuzzy soft cheeks that should be raw from my constant kisses and nuzzling. He’s sweet on my voice. He is without a doubt darling and has me entirely in his wiles.

I am certain he will be the death of anything stern or precise or organized in my mother soul.

5 thoughts on “

  1. What a precious little guy. So happy for you Bridget! The picture of Harry and Oliver on your previous post gives me goosebumps! :)

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