my awesome photo

Two different photos

precious for different reasons.

But precious all the same.

I took this photo when my little guy was three days old.

I adore it.

We had stripped him down to give him a little top and tail wash

and he just lay there on the towel pulling the cutest faces.

It was quite early in the morning so the light was lovely coming in through the window,

and I can recall the exact moment as if it were yesterday.

I can remember the excitement and pride of being new parents.

And also the slightly overwhelming feeling of trepidation 

at the responsibility we had just landed ourselves with.

This picture so accurately captures that newborn stage for me.

How he's still a bit jaundiced.

How his skin is still a bit big and wrinkly, like he still needs to grow into it.

How you can see all the lovely little downy hairs all over him.

And I love that he almost looks like he's smiling

or about to say something profound.

Looking back now

this photo was the first snapshot we got

into what his little personality would be like.

I took this photo just over six months later.

I adore it.

I took this photo because he was wearing that cardigan for the very first time.

My Nan had knitted it while I was still the pregnant.

We had trawled knitting shop after knitting shop in search of a pattern;

one that I liked which wasn't too old fashioned

and that my nan could knit for my Dollop.

There was something really special about seeing my little man in that cardigan.

A cardigan knitted for a much anticipated and much loved baby

who hadn't been born yet.

And which was now on that baby and serving it's purpose.

It's hard to describe

but when I look at this picture

it captures exactly what I thought it would be like to have a little boy.

We didn't know we were having a boy when I was pregnant

but we did both longed for a boy.

I'm not sure why.

But this picture some how sums up what my dreams of having a son were like.

It might be the twinkle in his eye

which reminds me so much of his Daddy.

It could be the cheeky lopsided smile.

But in this picture

he somehow looks just how I thought he would

and is acting just how I thought he would.

My little dream come true.