Actually... more like a million billion trillion good things. But here are just a few... for now.
Overwhelming emotion - He's here! He's alive! He's real!
5am - just me and him, skin to skin under a duvet on the sofa.
He looks like Ray, like George, like me, like family past and present - he looks familiar.
His soft noises, his loud noises, his screams, his gurgles, his growls. All of it. (see no 1)
Stroking his soft skin, especially on the back of his neck.
He cries, one of us holds him, he is soothed.
Occasional success with breastfeeding - appointment made with breastfeeding midwife - outlook fair to hopeful.
The faces he pulls: grimaces, practice smiles, "food face" when he hears my voice.
I've never cared to label myself but: Daughter, Wife and Mum birthday cards = awesomeness!
Watching Ray being a daddy.
What good things have found you? Please share!