All I ever wanted was to be a mum, to hold my own baby in my arms, smell its soft, newborn smell, shower its head with kisses, cuddle it from dawn ‘til dusk. When I got pregnant with Tara, I can’t describe how happy I was to see those little blue lines. Everyone said that I was a natural mother and when I fell pregnant with Tilly when Tara was
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It could pass for non-fiction, up until the hints and then establishing of the vampire aspect. Toddlers are overwhelming, and girls so often DO bicker and bicker, especially those close in age.
You haven’t lived until you’ve drunk the blood of a newborn, the heady bouquet of that special scent filling your nostrils, creating a multisensory experience unlike any other.
Ugh, ugh, ugh. And yet, perfect vampire thinking.
they’ll invite me in without question and then… Then, my darlings, pack your bags, because Mummy’s home and she has so much to show you.
Never have such words carried such ominous undertones!
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