I’m writing this following a small breakdown of tears after Busby’s bath this evening! I’m pathetically emotional. Sigh.
What started it? Well, she’s about to grow out of her baby bath. I can remember her first bath like it was yesterday; the screaming, her turning bright red (from screaming, not the water!), the fear that she might drown – even though we never let go of her… Afterwards we wrapped her up in her cuddle robe and stared at her in awe (awe mixed with a little bit of terror; was every bath going to be like this?!?).
During tonight’s bath it really hit home how quickly she’s growing and changing. I’m only just starting to come out of the newborn thicket into the slightly less dense copse of Motherhood. So much of her first few months is a blur, and I feel like I should have made more of it; taken even more advantage of the post-feed cuddles, the newborn fast asleep on me! Not waiting for the next milestone to happen, but enjoying and appreciating the current one.
There are so many magic moments ahead of us, and I’m so glad we’re doing the 365 Days of Busby, as it means we really can look back and remember each day; documenting how much she has changed. But I guess what I’ve realised today is that every day as a Mutti is a magic moment, even the difficult days; becoming a Mother is definitely the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and I will try my best to always appreciate how lucky I am.