Having lost nearly all of my digital photos when my PC crashed a few weeks and subsequently discovering my back up hard drive was lost, I have started to go back and look at the few photos I have saved on my iPad and Facebook. Early photos of Little T (known back then as Baby T) are now few and far between and even more precious.
But something has leapt out at me as I do look at some the photos from his first few months on earth. He wasn’t as cute as I thought he was back then.
You might gasp and think how can she say that? Well cuteness is subjective of course, but what I am highlighting here, is that parents’ love for their babies is blind. Of course my little man is THE cutest thing ever right now, but I was oblivious to his crazy cradle capped hairdo and blotchy skin in those first few months.
All our friends and family reaffirmed the cuteness factor and many close to us probably caught the love is blind bug, but I wonder if anyone did quietly think “what is going on with that head”?
I giggle when I look back now and remember just how amazingly beautiful Mr T and thought he looked. We would while away time lovingly gazing at our boy and I would often proudly tell Mr T that I was so greatful we made a cute one. Of course we did. I still say that and probably will for ever more (perhaps with exception for a short while in his teenage years when he may go through a slight feral stage).
Here’s the evidence. Then:
And now, the world’s most gorgeous little boy: