This is my favourite time of day. William is asleep upstairs after being truly angelic and waking up only once during the night (although I jerk awake every 10 minutes as if I’ve been electrocuted, convinced he’s in the bed/stopped breathing/about to explode). I’m going to give him (second) breakfast in a minute, but in the meantime am tiptoeing about the house woofing down coffee, toast and putting the fire on ready for the day.
It’s absolutely freezing outside but we’re definitely going to get out for a walk. It’s so nice to feel the fresh air, although poor William had a very red nose by the time we got back yesterday! Every day we see someone on our travels and have a natter, it’s great to be back out and about, albeit behind the wheel of a pram, rather than on horseback.
William's First Year 