Today Isobel and I went to visit Clare and her little Karl.
Karl is six weeks old but was three weeks early, so he is perfectly formed and little.
But you'll just have to take my word for it because I didn't take any pics (Duh?!).
Little Karl was lovely and sleepy, sleepy because he'd kept his Mum up during the night. Little Karl was lovely and cuddly and snuggly and had ickle tiny weeny hands with even littler nails.
Isobel only complained a little when I held him, and with them both closeI found it dfficult to imagine her being that little.
But you know what, as much as I loved her being a little baby, I wouldn't swap where she is now for then...
and I didn't feel broody at all.