WISH YOU WERE HERE

This morning, I wished my Mum and Dad were here. 

We woke up before our baby boy and watched him sleep, while we fell more in love with him than ever.

"I wish you were here to see him, Mum," I pleaded my words down the phone, blinking tears away.

My Mum isn't here with us, so I took a photo for her and for you. 

A BABY OF OUR OWN

For Kesh and for me, today is very special.

I sat there in a dark room, Kesh laying next to me. I held her arm as images of our little one were flashed on a screen in front of us. Tears welled in Kesh's eyes and I tried to comprehend the miracle of what was occurring in our lives.

In a single moment, we saw our baby. Our little one was there, undeniably present in every way. Arms and hands outstretched to greet us for the very first time.

A beautiful life.

Kesh has written a little about our day on her blog, where she will be sharing more about this beautiful baby in the months to follow.