My husband is a lovely writer, and a fabulous daddy, and has been on quite a journey with the attachment fatherhood stuff. I thought it would be WICKED to get his perspective on some of it all for this blogdiggidy. He agreed! What a LEDGE. So here he is, an intro post, on parenting by instinct.
Ramona is coming up 2 years old now. I can’t actually believe how fast those years have gone. It seems like only yesterday that I was looking in awe and wonder at Lucy’s growing tummy, trying to get my mind around the fact that a little life is growing in there. I remember the moments when Ramona’s head crowned, followed by her tiny little body into the arms of the midwife. While I was busy wide eyed exclaiming that we have a little girl, Lucy’s hands were already reaching back through her legs instinctively for this little life that was now newly apart from her. “Give her to me.” A mother and her daughter after a very long labour, that time completely forgotten melting into one another.