The Half Year Mark

Here we are today, 6 months since Vera was born.

It's a milestone mark for her. From a frail, skinny newborn, she's now a chubby little infant with folds in her thighs and a double chin. She almost looks like a different baby.

Seeing her grow beyond our expectations has been a humbling experience. We do not expect anything anymore, because the word 'expectation' holds no water. Instead we take her as she is. And are thankful for each day she's with us. We know that it's these happy times that we'll remember at the end of the day.

It's a milestone mark for me as well. I never really bonded with Vera from birth as much as Ian did. Perhaps because I never saw her coming from me, perhaps because I didn't breastfeed her, perhaps because of my post natal blues. But over the past few months, I've been working on our bond, and it's much stronger now. I can tell she likes me to sing to her, bring her down for walks, and rock her to sleep at night.

It's been a roller coaster ride, with highs and lows, ups and downs. Times of pure joy, times of pure frustration and despair. But here we are today. And here she is today.

Nothing else really matters.