9 Dec 2011

Week 3 – I Don’t Wanna Miss A Thing

Dear sweet Berry pie,
my heart is beating fast from the emotions as I write this entry.
We made it to three weeks, oh gosh I am so proud of us. When the midwife came for your weekly check up she informed us that you’ve gained your birth weight 8 lb 3oz plus 4oz. This made me so happy because it means you are feeding well and I am producing enough milk and you don’t need formula.
I read somewhere that breastfeeding is like learning to dance with your baby and by the fact that we managed to get through three weeks means a lot. My nipples are not sensitive when you latch. Milk is coming beautifully and it tastes quite nice {yes i licked off some that fell on my arms}. I am so SOO proud of us.
Sometimes after the night feed we both fall asleep. When I wake up in the morning I watch you sleep in disbelieve to have such a lovely daughter like you. I like the way you stretch so much. The other morning I woke few seconds before you (my body is so attuned to yours) and after watching your mesmerising sleep I found myself mentally singing I Don’t Wanna Miss A Thing…
Dont Wanna Miss A Thing by Aerosmith on Grooveshark
The whole week the song kept popping into my head when I caught myself watching you sleep and I couldn’t stop photographing you.   sleepingberry You look so beautiful and serene. The lyrics are like written for how I am feeling every moment since you entered into our lives:
I could lie awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you're far away dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
And just stay here lost in this moment forever
Well, every moment spent with you
Is a moment I treasure
I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
I really want to capture each moment. Wow, I don’t know how to describe the feelings you bring to me. And I know it is a cliche but they are right when they say it impossible to describe the love a mother feels for her child. I LOVE YOU so much and don’t want to miss a thing about each moment I spend with you. theembrace Thank you so much for choosing me as your mother.
All my love, all my love, all my love,
Mummy TOI.


  1. omgomgomgomg!!!!!!!!!!!!

    CONGRATULATIONS!!!! She is an absolute doll!!!!

  2. Awww...she is absolutely gorgeous...she really does look like one of those porcelain dolls, all that beautiful hair! I felt the same about my sweet little angels...then they started being able to tattle on each other and I figured I can miss a few things here and there (c: Congrats, mama!

  3. OMG TOI, your daughter is gorgeous and all that hair. You know if we were in Africa I would so ask for her hand in marriage for my son already ;)....jk.
    I do love these posts, they are so sweet. Congrats again, motherhood sure looks good on you

  4. Such a sweet letter, and such a cute baby!

  5. She is very pretty! I know what you mean when uou say you've taseted your own milk. *raises hand* I've done it too.

    Its great that she gained her birth weight back, looks like everthing is moving along smoothly. --KalleyC

  6. Ok I'm glad I'm back from my weekend digitavle sabbatical so I can see the cuteness that is you and Berry's love story...too precious!

  7. what a beautiful post! so sweet.

    Berry is just so beautiful. But no surprise with how beautiful her mommy is, inside and out.

  8. Look at all that beautiful hair. You two were meant for each other. So happy for you.

  9. Thank you ladies :).
    @Pegster they can become friends and maybe one who knows :)

  10. I just can't over how beautiful she is! And I love this song by Aerosmith. I feel the same way about my kids. I don't want to miss a thing.


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