welcoming marigold fable
Our darling littlest one arrived on Monday 24th July in the wee hours of the morning. Her birth was intense and quick after a few days of early-ish labour and she was born en caul – strange and wonderful. I will write down the story of her birth soon but ultimately it was an incredibly redeeming and empowering experience.
We came home when she was 12 hours old and introduced her to her big, doting siblings. These photos are wonderfully honest captures of a two-year-old who wants to play ball with his “Baby Sister! Baby Sister!” and an even bigger brother who fawns and fusses with complete adoration. As for Poet, she cried for half-an-hour as she held Marigold – complete and utter overwhelm as she soaked it all in. A sister! Her dream come true.
How am I? I’m elated and weary and happy and tender. I came out of the birth with no tears or grazes but my pelvis and ligaments are incredibly sore and so for now rest and recovery is a priority. I’m napping when I can and embracing the unpredictability of these newborn days…light-filled and beautiful despite the ever-growing washing pile and the demands of big siblings adjusting…each in their own way.
A big thank you for all your well wishes and kindness over the past few weeks. I’ll be back here soon.