The memories I'll keep

There’s something amazing and quite surreal about looking into my child’s face and seeing my own image as a baby reflected back.

This perfect little being completely content with nothing more than the nurturing love of his family.

Our home is now bursting with energy, excitement, fascination...

Everything he embarks on for the first time is a adventure, i can see and share the joy and wonder in his eyes, along with the sense of pride he has in everything he learns.

Its these moments i'll chersh and look back, they are the memories I'll keep.

Having a child didn't take anything from me, I flatly refuse to agree with the idea that becoming a mother is the end. Because it’s not. It’s the beginning.