It always amazes me, the fierceness of a mother’s love. It starts to build long before you’ve even met your child, often from the minute you find out that you’re carrying inside you a little bundle of cells who will soon become a real person, half of you and half of your partner, but 100% totally their own person. You imagine what they will look like, will they have your eyes? Your partner’s nose? Will they be wild or calm or a perfect mixture of the two? (My girls definitely lean towards the former, I’m not sure who they get it from…!)