Euan, Aoife & Finian

And then there were three. I remember not so long ago walking down an ancient looking street in Hayang, Korea, holding Georgias hand. Ironically we were to on our way to a new age, state of the art, obsteatrician's medical suite. I was feeling a little bit excited about how our future was shaping up. We were on our way, for an ultrasound, to see our child, or a bean sided version of our child at least. From the moment I saw that first movement the love, hopes and fear hit me like a ton of bricks. I really thought I had a handle on what to expect, after all I had five siblings all younger than me. I was wrong. I hadn't brought them into the world. The fears - of that fragile life not making it, of losing that 10 mm of life, of how everything had changed and of how I had been blindsided by once again thinking I knew it all. The hopes - of conversations not had, knowing looks yet to be exchanged, the anticipation of fatherly advice to given and possibly not taken. The Love - so fierce and new, I really didn't know. But do now.
Let the journey continue.
xxx