These Are The Golden Days

Oh hello…remember me? I used to blog here quite regularly and leisurely. Then I gave birth to a sweet baby girl with heart shaped lips and long delicate fingers. Now we spend our days together feeding and changing and cuddling and staring. There seems no time for much else, and that’s just fine. These are the golden days, and I am trying wholeheartedly to soak them in, breathe them deeply, inhale that delicious girl and etch it all into the very depths of my foggy memory.

Eleanor is a truly old soul of a wee girl, a placid little thing who has started to look deep into your eyes and make me catch my breath with her questioning gaze. She is a big chubby bubba, at four weeks old she is well and truly over the 5 kilogram mark (!!!) She feeds readily and hungrily, makes funny sleepy sounds from the exhaustion of it all, sleeps and settles herself like a champion (touch wood) and is quite content in her own company watching the world go by around her. She rarely cries, if she does I know something must truly be wrong! She doesn’t need to be held constantly like some babies, so my sling, my Ergo and my stretchy wrap carrier have gone unused. Sometimes she’ll give out a smile, she loves to stretch and falls into a dreamy daze when I rub her back just the way she likes it. I rarely rock her to sleep, simply because I don’t seem to have to, but sometimes I will just because she’s oh so little and I think I should savour the rocking her to sleep and singing to her. Eleanor’s favourite thing in the world is lying on my chest, listening to my breathing, heartbeat and droning hum of her favourite song I sung to her when she was still growing inside me…

If I had words to make a day for you
I’d sing you a morning golden and true
I would make that day last for all time
And give you a night full of moonshine

These are the golden days – I’m trying to hold on to them ever so tightly, while still looking forward to the growing little girl I see glimpses of every now and then in Eleanor’s sweet face. Stay little, I hear myself whisper to her, and in the next breath, grow big, baby girl…

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Lifestyle newborn images by friend and fellow photographer Kellie Robinson from Capture by Kellie. Thank-you Kell for capturing the golden days for me before they disappear into distant memories, now I have tangible images to remember just how small Eleanor was, just how tired I felt, remember the weight of her in my arms, her nuzzling little noise and all those new mama emotions wrapped up into beautiful moments I’ll be able to look back on forever.