Baby Saoirse Monica Eleanor, you were born into water on the night of the Rose Moon, your amniotic veil covering your body as you slipped into this world. So magical! Well, your brothers are not overly impressed, they just want to play, and give you a kiss occasionally. You don’t seem that impressed -snuggles and sleepy yawns are your speed. But your momma? She is rightly proud. This quiet queen now has a princess to share her world.

Welcome, Baby Saoirse. Welcome!

Michelle

May all babies be born into loving hands