I remember newborn Ollie life like it was yesterday.
The sleepless nights. My little chest space heater during long days on the sofa. Trying to cement in my memory how tiny his hands are. Smelling him as much as humanly possible.
The funny thing about newborn family life is you kind of slip into a family coma. Days blur together and you’re a puddle of emotions and you eat when you can’t remember when you last ate and your life consists of a pendulum constantly swinging from we’ve-totally-got-this-we’re-the-best-parents-in-the-world to ok-seriously-wtf-am-I-doing?!
Taylor is going through becoming a first time mom while self isolating, which I honestly think is the perfect time to become locked in and cozy with the new love of your life. <3
Taylor and Jeff, our hearts are so full for you. I can’t wait to meet the luckiest boy in the world… Welcome to the Root Lifers club, sir! :)