"A portrait of my child once a week, every week of 2014"
It's hard to put into words how happy this picture makes me. That look on Gemma's face, that gaze, her fingers, everything! Sometimes when I am holding her on my knee, reading a book or watching a movie I think how can she possibly love me as much as I love her. Does she know? Does she love me back? Am I doing ok at this? Sometimes I spend too much time on my phone in her presence. Sometimes I feed her mac and cheese out of the box. Sometimes I look the other way and don't correct her behaviour when I know she needs me to.
I don't know how to explain it. It's like this incredible person turned up on my doorstep and I try to take care of her every day and basically feel desperately desperately in love with her. But I almost don't believe she's mine. We are so different and she is her own person.
I don't know how to explain it. It's like this incredible person turned up on my doorstep and I try to take care of her every day and basically feel desperately desperately in love with her. But I almost don't believe she's mine. We are so different and she is her own person.
And she likes to pick clover flowers in the back yard.
Love and Hugs
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