All I’ve known is just Willow’s baby face until Oakli came along and suddenly her face seems a whole lot more grown up. The first couple of weeks postpartum I was pretty hormonal amongst other things and just the thought of Willow and I not sharing our bedtime rituals just made me cry (and it usually takes alot for me to cry). We’re nearly 5 weeks into our new life as a family of 4 and I give her credit for brushing off my tired and snappy ways when most of the time she just wants to help with her baby sister (bless her). She turned 8 last Tuesday and even though her baby face is fading, I remind her always, she’s forever my first baby.
