Sitting at the kitchen table with a Jamie’s stew in the oven and plum crumble well on its way. Perfect food for a cold December evening.
This week brought more excitement as baby Katie arrived with James and Emma after holding out on them for 6 days. Am becoming even more addicted to this machine – you never know who’s going to appear next. Bumped into Debs in town with Taylor, who’s now 4lb 10oz and very dinky indeed. She’s going to try and make it to Monday’s tea, which would be great.
More scary is the fact that I’m actually hosting tea on Monday and am going to potentially have 3 teeny tiny babies in the house!!! Good Lord. Must start sterilising the house. All good therapy for me in advance of Houghton Junior’s arrival.
On that note, no news as yet alas, but we have 2 weeks to go until Christmas and I’m upping the Rasberry Leaf to 2 a day….Otherwise all aches and pains remain as before – just amplified with each week that passes.
In the meantime, I’ve worked through my list and even survived a Playboy at the merciless hands of Arezoo with barely a squeak. Clearly my pain threshold’s preparing itsself for the onslaught.
William's First Year 