Still in a bit of a shock. Being someones mother is surreal when I start thinking about it. Knowing a human being is totally dependent on you is frightening.

And yet, I’m getting used to it, slowly, every day and every week I lay behind me. For every new development, tiny as it may be, it’s worth it. The first smile, seconds of stronger neck than yesterday and a crow so cute it instantly melts your overly tired heart.

But still, surreal.

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