I am so looking forward to sharing Ezra’s birth story with you, here. Writing it down, remembering each part. But a birth story is not an easy thing to articulate. What details to share, when to begin and end it…these are not things I can think of right now.
I’m still inside that bubble – a sleepy, nude Ezra curled up next to me in bed. Ava and Howard playing in the garden. I’m still feeling completely flooded with love – on such an uninterrupted high and enjoying this babymooning business very much.
For now, though, some photos.