Up, change the baby, get breakfast, put the dishwasher on, pat the dog (not ours, one we are dog-sitting) and back to bed with a cup of tea to wait for seven o'clock, while the children and the dog run riot downstairs. Leaving your 15 month year old in the care of a labrador and a six year old could be pushing the 'are you crazy?' boundaries. I have a horrific image of Finn helping himself to whatever the dog leaves behind on the lawn. You know how babies like to try anything. But with a restless night and a full day ahead, I need fifteen minutes of quiet, whatever the cost. Mark will be home soon from a morning swim. Will he think that I have been in bed all this time letting the children sort themselves out?.
Lots to do today.
And there is the Christmas fair coming up.
And a good, good friend is having her baby - right now, as I type.
May she be a strong, healthy, happy angel just like her sisters.
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