With so many night vigils spent nursing Nathan, I've had plenty of time to think and ponder over things. Every day I marvel at how much he is growing, yet how tiny and helpless he still is, clinging to me for every need. Before this, I often wondered how I would be able to have the strength to sacrifice sleep to tend to my baby... no more 8-hour sleeps and no more sleeping late in the morning. But it's amazing, the strength and tenacity just comes and you do what you need to do when the time comes. The other thing I sometimes think about is how I had wondered how I would have the strength to go through the pain of labour. Like many girls, I used to agonise over the little details of what you had to go through... the contractions, the blood, the exhaustion... but I did it and now I know what it means when a mother says "once the baby is in your arms, the pain is forgotten". So I decided to journal my experience, not to freak out the yet-to-be-mums out there, but so I w...