I'm feeling quite proud: by 11 o'clock we were both dressed and the bed was made. Baby girl was back in her crib, sleeping prettily...
She still is, I'm just waiting, eagerly with baited breasts, for her to wake up.
It was cool last week us all being together, and not just because PD does the lion's share of nappy changes; it was good just hanging out together in our little family.
1 comment:
Hahaha - baited breasts! Very funny. I can totally identify. Not now, of course, that would just be weird, but back in the day.
Post a Comment