Monday, 10 May 2010

My Newborn Daughter

I am hopelessly, helplessly in love. Once again.

At 4am, I lie awake listening to little baby gurgles, tiny little grunts and squeaks. I know in a minute or two, she will cry out like a hungry kitten. And if being ignored, these little mews will escalate to a high pitched cry, a tiger cub that she is. And I have a huge smile on my face. Am I turning mad?

I pick her up, her head nuzzles against my chest. Her skin so warm, soft and squishy. Her velvety hair on my face. And the smell of a newborn! Oh if only I could bottle up this smell, I could well be a very rich person. Musky, milky, clean and sweet scent of a newborn.

I know that this will be the last time I would hold a newborn so intimately, and I can't help feeling a little nostalgic. I want this moment to last... a little longer. I know how quickly they grow up, and I know that every moment from now on end, is precious... Best Blogger Tips


Shih Yee said...

You make me cry, grace! Lily Jade is gorgeous just liked you are...can't wait for our girls to 'hang out'!

Charmaine said...

Lily Jade is the smell of new babies.

maggie said...

Grace, there is always number 4..;)

Gideon Lye said...

very happy to see new born each time...especially the one like yours...:)