Those first few weeks-
The whole world is in it’s usual bustle around you, but you barely notice.
The days and nights are now measured in ounces- an increment certainly more wonderful than hours.
Hours whiz by, while ounces move slowly like a lullaby.
You have no clue what time it is as you feed him-
Only that it is three hours from the last time, and barely a week from when you had no idea how much you could love this child in your arms.