A couple of shots from today.

Normally Max doesn't like getting undressed, but today was one of those rare occasions in which he didn't seem to mind. Isn't he cute? Excuse the messy bed.

Time has flown by.

  

When I first had Max time stood still. Each day lasted an eternity, and I couldn't believe how long the weeks stretched for. But now, being well adjusted to motherhood, time has taken on its usual prerogative and is flying by, almost too fast for my liking. He is ten weeks old now - and has turned into a little boy with lots of character and determination. He is so alert, playful, and he talks all of the time. He is definitely his mum's boy - quite the little social butterfly. You can even ask him for smiles and he'll oblige. He's also developed several rolls on his thighs which I find utterly adorable - perhaps the only time in life, where being chubby is celebrated, even preferred. He comes everywhere with me, to the shops, pub, restaurants, friends' houses and the beach.

In other exciting news, we have bought our first home. I absolutely love it. It's an old bungalow at the front of the house, and the back of the home has been renovated to incorporate a barn-like living room, with concrete floors and an incredible five metre stud. We move in at the end of November, I've organised for all of the floors to be painted in a glossy white, I love that the new part of the house feels like a loft-like apartment, and the old part feels traditional with polished floorboards and nice wooden windows. There is so much light! It will be such a fun and chaotic home to bring up our kids, I can see them now hanging from the exposed rafters! There's even a study that overlooks the lounge for Zach, where he can hang his anatomy posters - did I mention he is officially a DR in two weeks?

We've also found out that good friends of ours are expecting their first baby - we are over the moon. Congratulations.