FOX: I am holding you in my arms, you are fast asleep after a long feed. You look so much like your big sister did when she was brand new except you are fairer with less hair and a distinctively Daddy nose. Your breath smells sweet and you have that newborn odor. I had forgotten how intoxicating that smell is. You have the typical dry, milk-spotted skin and long fingernails of an overdue baby. You were reluctant to make your appearance but when you finally decided to arrive boy were you in a hurry. I went into labor around 4am in the morning and you were absolutely determined to be born with the rising of the sun, much to Mummy’s discomfort. A new day, a new life. Welcome baby boy.

Many photos to come…