All about First Borns
Note: This is intended to be for my daughter (my first born), but also to share with you dearest reader. You’ll notice how I swing in my narrative, addressing both her and then you. So let’s just pretend you, my daughter and I are knocking elbows at a cozy little wooden table, somewhere warm and lovely, as we tip our cups of tea to our lips and chat about first borns:
You were my first. You taught me how to be a mother. A parent. And that’s the thing with the eldest, isn’t it? Whilst one’s heart is equally split between your children, there’s a well-defined marker in life that the eldest will always hold: That very instant that you became a mother.
Morgan-Lee, it was through you that my heart learnt Continue reading