I bonded with my babies while still pregnant. But the old cliche that you don't know REAL love until you hold them in your arms is so true. I was told this when I was pregnant with Joel and the moment he was born I thought he was the most beautiful little baby in the whole world. Realistically he looked like he'd been a few rounds in the boxing ring. The capilleries in his eyes were broken making it look like his eyes were full of blood, he was bruised and swollen, but he was MINE. Brandon had an easier delivery and was a prettier newborn (I can say that I'm his mum) being abit older I knew what to expect and was so protective of this little man.

Jump forward another 8 years to Noah, I so badly wanted him, especially after a threatened mc at 8 weeks, I felt like crap through my pg and ended up having a c section, he was born looking perfect, not a mark on him (the blessing of a section) but the weeks or should I say months to follow were a nightmare. I can honestly say now I didn't really enjoy him as a newborn, this baby screamed constantly and didn't sleep. I knew that I loved him but really didn't feel as close to him as I did the other boys. It had nothing to do with his sex, like some people tried to say it was the fact that he was such a hard baby. I was convinced thatafter already having 2 babies this one would be a breeze. How very wrong was I.

Hopefully after handling Noah as a baby I am ready to tackle this little one head on. I have so many different ideas in my head for this bub. Lets hope that I stick to them.....

Take care
Trish