Fragile weeks of sleepless nights and slow milky days, an overwhelm of love soaking through every inch of your body. The experience of holding your whole heart outside your body. You can never anticipate the shift until you’re in it.

Let me come to you, your own home, your safe space. The same 4 walls your baby will grow up in. Don’t mind the clutter or the milk stains on your clothes, there’s no need to pretend life in the fourth trimester is anything except how it is. Breathe in your baby and appreciate every minuscule step in life that’s brought you to this moment, holding your world in your own 2 hands. I’ll capture you as you are, in this golden hazy bubble.

Trace their nose with your little finger, feel the downy fuzz that lingers on their shoulder, memorise each and every part of them whilst they’re small. These days are fleeting, let’s immortalise them to last a lifetime.