Sometimes I find myself staring at this beautiful baby girl of mine and I feel like I am falling through time, back to when her big brothers were born. I watch her and am transported back to a moment I had thought forgotten with the curl of a lip or wave of an arm. The way her head turns towards the clean winter light with that dreamy look in her eye. Sometimes I find myself reaching for the camera to snap the same image over and over again.
From top: Thea eight weeks old, Lewis eight weeks old, Quinn 12 weeks old.