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.