Tim Goldsmith

So far in my “holiday” I have achieved a great deal less than I would have liked! OK, so this might be the point in time where a thousand people smirk to themselves and mutter under their breaths “Duh! you just had a kid. Welcome to the real world.” OK, OK, so I knew that having my own kid was going to take more time than I could imagine, but it is still amazing to think that days turn into weeks & I still haven’t done much of note. That said, the last couple of days have been industrious in their own ways. I managed to whipper-snip the whole back lawn yesterday, as well as cooking a big fryup for Rog. Just to top off the business, I snuck off to Erina in the afternoon (thanks to my long-suffering wife) so I could watch “Wolverine” at the movies. I really loved it, but can’t guarantee that others will, unless you enjoy the Marvel Universe in general. So there we go. I haven’t finished any books. I haven’t written any either. Heck, I haven’t even taken that many photos. For that one, I blame the unseasonably cold weather. I’m committed to capturing some cute pics of the little one, but as soon as she isn’t anything but completely rugged up, the lungs start to get a workout. Here’s hoping tomorrow is milder. Meanwhile, here is what I wished Pumpkin looked like a little more often during the evening hours…

Here are the photos to keep the family happy. Comments to come…

I apologise, I doubt I will be waxing lyrical for the next couple of days. I spend the whole day at the hospital (about an hour away) and only drive home to upload photos, and go to bed. At least, however, I bring you something to look at. Check out the latest…. Oh how you will wish I never had a child, when this blog becomes saturated with Annika shots! We, of course, are as proud as punch. Oh, and Shona scrubs up OK for someone who had a kid only one day ago! Mama & Bop were pretty happy with the bub too. Here she is, mustering up all the energy she can… And at one day old we have a motor milestone! She gets her head in the air all by herself! Well there you go…. Dad still proud, kid still cute & mum still doing well!

It’s impossible to look down at those tiny hands, that matted hair, those eyes, open in awe and wonder, and not dissolve into a puddle of cliches. And now I understand. I always wondered whether the moment would be too abstract for me. After all, it is just another face isn’t it? But it’s indescribable, unbelievable, maybe chemical? It’s a new and different kind of love. And it certainly puts God’s love in the sacrifice of Jesus in a different light, because I can’t imagine giving up my girl for anything!