19 Days

Paternity leave is slipping through my fingers. Tove is 19 days old and is in the blue whale phase of growth. She is already about to leave home. Egad. She continues to delight but it essentially a glorious sleeping hot water bottle fueled by copious quantities of breast milk. She has gained weight after an initial dip and I fear for her dainty wrists- they are about to be consumed by a fine layer of pudge and not be seen again for several years. Lest we forget. 

Her nappies continue to overflow which is slightly dull but when they yellow poo is replaced with more pungent excrescence we'll all miss it when it's gone. I know, I feel almost German talking about poo with such affection. What is to become of me.

Anyway, here she is in all her most recent glory.