As a parent of one, looking at this adorable creature. Feeling a well of pride and love and amazement that you never thought possible.
As a parent of one, with one on the way. Wondering how could this second child ever be as wonderful and sweet and such a light in your life, living in the shadow of your first.
As a mother of two, when all one does is sleep, feed or smile up at you; the other is busy ripping the shit out of her room and screeching about not wanting to sleep, you cruel woman, how dare you try to help me grow and be healthy.
Lets not play favourites, okay?