#MySundayPhoto – Reflecting on Being Back in Western

I love this photo for quite a few reasons. But most of those reasons have nothing to do with the actual photo itself. Sure, I think it’s a great picture. The background looks awesome, and the two people at the front are the two most important people in my life. But there’s more to it than that.

It was taken in Western, whilst we were on our way home from Exmoor. This wasn’t our first time in Western with Isabelle. No, it was actually the first place we ever stayed overnight with Isabelle that wasn’t our own home. She was 8 weeks old, it was unbearably hot and we didn’t really have that much of a clue what we were doing. Rachel was still struggling to establish breastfeeding, she was using the cover as she was worried about doing it in public, and I was still very much in the midst of my postnatal depression.

But things started to change when we were in Western. For the first time ever, I actually started to feel some kind of love towards Isabelle. When we had her propped up on the nursing pillow, and I was casually walking (or maybe dancing) around the room, she looked at me, and then smiled:

Babies first Smile

From that moment, things slowly started to change. I had felt a brief moment of love where there had previously been nothing. We realised that Isabelle loved to go away, we realised that we loved it too; I realised that Isabelle did in fact actually like me and perhaps more importantly, that I could like her too. It was a pivotal moment in my recovery, and one I will always remember.

So I love this picture as it brings back memories of starting to feel better. It represents how far both myself and Rachel have come. We’re not that clueless couple who had no idea what they were doing. I’m not that father who doesn’t love his baby. And Isabelle isn’t that baby who can only lie in a nursing pillow with nothing else to do, absolutely no chance. We’ve all changed so much since our first time here, and the sun is literally shinning on a family that love to spend time together and cherish moments like this.

This is the second time I’ve done this, but you can go back and read last weeks #MySundayPhoto if you want to as well.



17 thoughts on “#MySundayPhoto – Reflecting on Being Back in Western

  1. That’s such a lovely memory, I can fully understand your feeling rushing through on that first smile. It’s lovely when you can associate the moment with a special place. Lovely photos too. #mysundayphoto

    1. It’s great that we’re getting to a point where we go somewhere and can think about to what we were all like the last time we were there. It’s part of the reason we like going away 😀

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