Before I had Willow I had heard the third child in the family just slips right in; a part of the family like they were always meant to be. Well, I’ve come to realise this philosophy most certainly has some merit. Little Willow, now 9 months old – can you believe that already!? – just exists in our little family as though she has been there forever. It’s like her little carseat was meant to sit behind the passenger seat; her highchair at the end of the table to the left of Byron; and her little toys scattered about the place…they are so a part of what and how our family exits I just couldn’t imagine life any different.
So, we’ve had her in our life now for 9 months, but it feels like forever. Life is just blissful, more rich and most certainly more colourful with her in it. She completes me. She completes our family.