dear alice, isla and andrew,
Last night I was laying in bed, thinking how crazy it seems that a month ago you were preparing to make your debut and I was in labor. I still look at you.. every day... and wonder how you possibly both were in my belly at the same time.
This month has easily been the best month of my life. Nothing else comes close.
Every day I learn something new about you and I also surprise myself by figuring out something else that will make this whole circus just a bit more simple. It amazes me still how much of this is instinctual. Thank god for that.
In a month you've both gotten bigger, your voices are stronger, you are better at breastfeeding, you smile more and more and you open your big, beautiful eyes and look up at me.
Andrew.. you are so.. so.. good at this. I will always think back to our time at the hospital.. from the five hour energy drink you downed as soon as we were admitted... the unforgettable expression on your face when the first baby was born... the countless diaper changes and swaddling that you did while I was recovering from my complications and to our first night together, as a family of four, in that tiny little private hospital room.
This first month has inched by. I have loved every minute of it.