9.42am Rough night. Poor B had trapped wind or something & couldn’t get herself settled at all. The result? No sleep for her, and no sleep for me, really. There […]
11.36am B is 9 weeks old today. Wow. She’ll be 3 months before I know it, officially no longer a newborn. How crazy. She’ll be the walking definition of an […]
The whirring sound of the washing machine is pleasant. Sometimes, such sounds make me sad. Any sound that B finds comforting makes me emotional – it reminds me that she had a life, before she was thrust away from Home.
8.30am Everything feels pretty alright this morning. Not the boring kind of alright, but the Muddy Waters kind of “alllriiight.” Rather boringly (is that a word?), I’ve been looking at […]