I was tagged today by My Petit Canard in her Valentine’s Day related post, Love is... It was very unexpected – and very sweet – as I’ve never been asked to take part in anything like this before (feeling the love already!!!)
The idea is that us blogging mums write a list of what love means to us and how our perception of what love actually is has changed since having a baby (or babies).
These are mine; let’s see how many more we can get!
… going to bed with wet hair, and leaving the house the following day without so much as even looking at it, so that getting ready time doesn’t interfere with baby time (and seriously, if you saw the consequences of me leaving my hair to do it’s own thing you would know that it’s love!).
… going practically make-up free for 10 months so that no cosmetics touch baby’s face when she touches mine.
… only going out with friends once since Gwenn was born, so that she knows mama is always there for her.
… suffering the hell on earth that is soft play on a rainy Sunday despite being the most noise-sensitive human being EVER!
So, there they are. My new expressions of love. A love that has taken me by surprise and that I can’t believe I was ever without.