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Tonight is a see-saw. I've had a lovely rambling conversation with one of my oldest and dearest friends which centred and relaxed me. While this was happening P took over the settling. Isobel decided that tonight was a "nope, want to play" night. (Her favourite toy being home ( Read more... )

Isobel is asleep on my shoulder.

I can feel her dribble running down my back.

This is love.

This is happiness.

She murmurs in her sleep.

Life doesn't get much better.

Isobel; the new anti depressant.

Coming soon to a shoulder near you.

This is a request post based on the "it takes a village to raise a child" approach ( Read more... )

The house is still. It's a nice feeling ( Read more... )