There are a lot of great things about having a baby, one of the best is that the rest of the family comes to visit more often. This is my little sister, last weekend in Berlin, now a proud aunt (but too cool for school).



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So, this is a routine. Pretty much.
















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Mini-me turned one month old today. Can't believe how time is flying. It feels like he has just arrived. I dearly hope he'll never leave again.


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While working on putting on a few chubby rolls here and there, we, the family, are enjoying the last sunrays of a golden october. We love it. And we're tired.











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I'm working on finding a routine in this whole new situation. While I am desperate and mostly sleepless, enjoy the images of Anton's first bath last weekend. It appears he really knows how to relax, doesn't he?

(It's amazing how efficient I can be chosing and editing photos when I have the pressure of a (maybe not so long) sleeping baby on me...)






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Two weeks ago mini-me was born into this world. I can't believe he's been here for so incredibly long, it still seems as if he just popped out. Though I feel like I have known him forever, the evil face, the drunken smile, the little geeks and giggles while he's sleeping, the hick-ups, the yawning, those wide, wise eyes.

I'm totally in love. Excuse me.




















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Mini-me is here. His name is Anton, he was born on September 25 around coffee hour and he's perfect, super healthy and fine and now one week old.

We're smitten and proud - yet still completely overwhelmed, speechless and so, so exhausted. It will take us a while to adjust to this new situation - so please give us some time.


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Dear Mini-Me,

for weeks I was hoping to hold you a bit earlier than calculated. I was wishing you would decide to go on your big journey when you were still slim and sporty, so it wouldn't hurt as much (shoot!).



Now, I decided your time hasn't come just yet. Please hold tight to your umbilical cord and stay in there until everything is set and ready for you. The floor in your room is getting its 15th layer of white paint right now, because I couldn't describe what I wanted to the construction guys (and because they immortalized the dog hair of the previous tenant in it, which I didn't accept).



Your bed is not there, neither a matress, nor anything else basically. I haven't washed any of your clothes and I haven't decided for any decoration just yet. To be honest, we are not even sure about your last name.



I'm still not really aware you will be here soon, so please give me two more weeks to realize (plus, just think of all the advantages of being born on Germany's national holiday!).



Once you're here, we'll throw konfetti and roll out the red carpet for you. Just give us this tiny bit of time. Deal?!

Thank you.
Carolin

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It's week #2 of >>i-ref's<< series on >>my photography<<. This time I am talking about my very mixed feelings traveling and photographing in Morocco last year.

>>Check it out!<<



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Things in progess.
















I'm patiently waiting for this belly to magically turn into a baby. Very patiently.