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The New 'Normal'?

Daisy is two months old today. And she has been home for over two weeks now. Actually, she's been home for two weeks and four days. I know that. I wonder how long it will take for me to stop counting?

I am feeling...strange?

I am so happy. Compared to my emotional state when she turned a month, where my heart was raw, broken and stinging with pain, I feel at peace. I know that things could be much worse. Because I have experienced 'much worse'. And worser still exists.

A day in the life - featuring Bosch

So, I’m back with my third post in partnership with Bosch today. I hope you have been enjoying them so far. It’s been nice for me to get my teeth into writing again, after so long out of action since Daisy was born. 

Today is a day in the life type of post. I think we can all agree that washing machines aren’t normally things that we can get excited about. But this one is a little different I think. And, if I’m going to talk about a washing machine and give an honest review, I think the best way to do that is to show how in works in my day-to-day routine. 

10 Laundry Hacks - featuring i-DOS

So I’ve had our washing machine for about as long as I’ve had my daughter now. I remember it arriving the day before I gave birth, having being sent it for the purpose of this review. But I went into labour (never expecting to be so close to my due date) and when I came back from hospital, feeling very emotional at having to leave my little girl behind, it was still there, sat in the middle of the kitchen. Staring at me.

Daisy Came Home

I remember asking the midwife, possibly ten minutes after my daughter was born: "When do you think we can go home?"

It was an amazing birth. Fast. Beautiful. And in that first hour, ignorance was bliss. We didn't know what was to come. We didn't know that her cleft palate would soon be detected. And everything would begin to unravel.

At the time, we thought it would be after the first ward round. 11:00am. No even in hospital for half a day.

Instead, it was six weeks and one day.

Six weeks and one day where my heart broke over and over again.

But she is home.

I will try my best to update on her birth story, and how we are in the days to come. But for now, forgive me if I retreat back into the the homecoming I expected. I get to play pretend. My baby is new and just home. And I am going to drink in every second of these weeks with my family.

Thank you so much, from the bottom of our hearts, for the love and support you have given me and my family. You don't know how precious that has been for us.

Welcome home Daisy Nelle. We never imagined this day would come. But now you are here and we are complete.