Despite this little ball of chub repeatedly waking me up all night because Mummy I don’t like my bed, I want to sleep in yours, his little gummy smile is still a delight to wake up to. I guess I can sleep tomorrow night?
Today is Huxley’s conception anniversary. A year ago today we were at the wedding of Paul and Jo where we were so full of love, happiness and vodka shots that we made another baby. Happy conception, Hux!