20 days ago I gave birth to a little man. It’s been a wild ride of learning how to breastfeed and read his cues for hunger, sleep, comfort, poop. To be honest I read a lot before Judah came along. Birth, parenthood, tricks and tips, product reviews. There isn’t a lot I’ve been surprised by yet to be honest. But one thing has blindsided me…

It’s like a second honeymoon. Something I never expected. We spent two solid weeks together, immersed in the sleepless wonder of infancy.

I guessed that I might fall in love with Judah, but I didn’t realise I’d fall in love with Zac again.. It’s like a whole other facet of Zac was opened up to me to explore and discover the minute Judah was born. I have a new type of respect for Zac, a new type of dependancy, there’s a new type of sexy when he holds Judah in his arms, a new desire to give him everything I can (even if it’s only 30 minutes more sleep). His strength, perseverance and wisdom is amazing me every day.

 

So blessed to have my husband father my son. Judah is a blessed little boy.

 

and I’m a blessed wife.