I can’t believe it’s been 2 weeks since Sam arrived, and then in other ways I can’t believe it’s only been 2 weeks. It seems like a lifetime.
HUBBY returned to work today and left Master Sam and I alone together for the day. It was awesomely routine. While I really missed having HUBBY at home (which I always do anyways) it wasn’t the horror that I thought it would be when I first returned home. Sam and I just did our thing like we have been doing for the past weeks. I really think having a must-do list to work through is helping to keep me focused on moving forward and not just wandering aimlessly around the house.
I am coming to realise however that I need to accept the fact that while I may start something I may not finish it in one go. Sam has this wonderful knack of waking while I’m in the middle of putting dinner on, or if I’m trying to eat. It’s a skill. I’m also coming to accept that I will get easily distracted and have taken to writing things down as I think of them so that I can come back to the notes and see what I was doing.
Basically I’ve become all about being organised. Which is ok, because that’s where my normal groove lies happily anyway.

Image source: Lauren Black Photography
…Mum’s hand & Sam’s feet…
Sam is wonderful. Seriously, I am so in love with this kid it’s not funny. Yesterday I spent a self indulgent 3 to 4 hours just sitting on the couch watching television and holding him while he slept. Just to see his little face and all the weird and wonderful expressions he makes is a joy. I can’t explain it, and seriously if you’d told me that I would be like this over a child a year ago I would have told you you’re nuts. To be quite frank, right up until he was born I would have thought you were nuts. But now he’s here and I’m smitten.
I love it when he holds my finger while he’s feeding. I love that he quirks his lips in his sleep and I can pretend he’s smiling. I love that he snuggles into my neck when I hold him. I love that he burps like a trucker and it makes HUBBY and I crack up giggling. I love that he is the embodiment of so much potential. I love that he’s a little piece of me and a little piece of HUBBY made real.
Every day I see something new in him. I like to just watch him and wonder what his future will be like. I hope that he grows up to know just how amazing he is and how much we love and adore him.
He’s just so special. (Which I’m positive every parent thinks about their child and if they don’t they bloody well should!) He’s our little miracle. I have never felt as blessed by the LORD as I do at the moment. I am forever grateful and thankful that this little person has been entrusted to us. I just hope that we can do him justice and be the parents that he needs to excel.

Image source: Lauren Black Photography
…he’s about to sneeze…
This past week we’ve been obsessed with poo. Sam has been backed up and we’ve been waiting for the medication to kick in so that he can get back to normal. To celebrate his 2 week birthday Sam finally did a “proper poo”. I’ve never been so happy about poo. Seriously, I’ve talked so much shit this week with just random people it’s a sign that I have well and truly become a parent.
I’m really hoping that it’s a sign that he’ll start to feel a little better and not strain so hard. Last night he was really unsettled and was crying so much more than he normal would. I felt horrid for HUBBY because it’s the one night he really needed sleep and little Sammy was going for gold in the crying Olympics. He eventually settled down and we had a pretty good night, but I’m hoping that tonight will be better.
Besides he needs to get his beauty sleep because he’s meeting his paternal grandfather, aunty, uncle and cousin this weekend and that’s exciting. It’s just blown me away how loved and embraced he’s been by our families. I skyped with my Mother the other night and my Nana was able to see Sam for the first time and she was just so enraptured with him. It was amazing. One little man who is loved by so many people, it’s so wonderful. It’s another reason I feel so blessed. It’s a wonderful thing to know that your child is loved.
I can only begin to imagine where we’ll be in another 2 weeks…

Image source: Lauren Black Photography
…is this your baby?…
On the weekend our good friend Lauren generously donated her time to taking some photos of our little man. She’s been teasing me by sending through one or two photos as she processes them. I’ve been blown away by them. I know I see him everyday but I look at these images and it just melts my heart and the two of his face aren’t even the “money shot”. I can’t wait to see what else she has waiting for me. I couldn’t resist sharing the ones that she’s sent through so far.
If babies aren’t your photographic nirvana you should totally check out Lauren’s work – it’s so diverse and just wonderful. Check it out: Lauren Black Photography
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What lovely long toes he has! Beautiful photos
Thanks Kim
Your kid is so awesome!
Well he thinks you’re awesome as well!
Haha poo will be the major topic of conversation for a while!! But how awesome is it when they poo haha!!! Well u r doing amazing!!! The fact you are blogging is brilliant!! They r such time wasters but it’s something worth wasting time for! He is so gorgous and I hope u are moving around a bit better but be sure to take it easy!
Loving the instagram pics
Xx
Thanks Jayde
Who would have thought that talking poo would be the highlight of my day
I’m doing really well, I hope you are as well! (Plus I hope you’re getting your fill of chocolate!)
Gosh this little boy is adorable! Makes me even more exciting to meet our own bundle in September
It was the thought of finally seeing Sam that only got me through those last weeks… I just wanted to see what mix of features he’d have, whether he was a girl or a boy, if he’d look more like his father than me – you know – I wanted to SEE him!
I can’t wait to see your bundle of joy as well!
First off, when my first son (my Sam) was born, I used to sit there and watch him sleep. Literally, without doing anything else. And can I tell you a secret? My younger son is 2 and for the last 2 years I have held him while he napped 90% of the time. Yes, it’s not what you’re “supposed” to do, and it’s totally self indulgent… but I am never going to have a baby again and I love holding him while he sleeps.
LOL “I’ve never been so happy about poo.” It’s so true!
I think watching your baby be loved is one of the most joyful parts of being a Mom. I have cried more than once just thinking about just how many people love my kids and how much love is surrounding them. It’s amazing.