Nice Light

When you’re walking in a wooded area and the light falls through the leaves…

My heart did a little tug at the thought of sunrise with a newborn. I have one of those moments that stay with you, seemingly intact, in your memory, and it’s the sunrise on a hot summer day, around 5am, with my new baby in my arms after a sleepless night. The sky was so beautiful and the air still a little fresh and it funnily and sweetly felt so memorable in that moment. He’s now a cheery, cuddly and fun loving 3 years old, but I can go back to that colicky baby and that sunrise in an instant. Thank you Grace for the immensely sweet thought. Xxx

This is so beautiful.

In the summertime, the early evening light (7:15 pm, most days) comes through my living room window, bounces off my dining room mirror, and fills my family room with rainbows 🌈 So naturally we call it Rainbow Hour, and we have photos of all my grandchildren with Rainbow Faces. Very sweet!

I have a five month old and that sunrise-with-a-newborn rings SO true! I have never dreaded night like I did in that first month or two, when it felt like there was no one in the world left but me, my husband frantically looking through the baby books and google, and the tiny, screeching creature we had made. Sunrise was what we lived for, when we had giant mugs of celebratory coffee and croissants and that creature became a baby again, even if he was still screeching.

Oh gosh, like other commenters I am really feeling the newborn one! My boy is 13 months and his molars have been coming through this week. The hell!! I have seen way to many hours of the night. Thankful that this too will pass!

people tend to talk quieter and have deep conversations when there’s candlelight ✨🕯️✨

This is so right. That feeling of seeing the littlest bit of light outside when you’ve been up with a newborn- it’s just the biggest relief in the world. You’ve made it

My girls are 3 and 7 and I choked on a sob reading the sunrise with a newborn one – it’s a feeling of relief so exhausting and so palpable. I miss holding them being tiny but I don’t miss that middle of the night lonely exhaustion

Lovely light indeed! Love this!