Aw, she's beautiful Worm, really adorable
She looks very tranquil and also knowing, in that weird way some babies have who may have been here before (Gabes does not, he is just grumpy looking and I think it's his first time here, unless he's just pissed off to be back
)
The fella is snoring away on a cushion next to me on the sofa, if I let him fall into a deep enough sleep this will work, but I need to be nearby or he will wake up and start crying. We had a better night and he isn't so 'chesty' this morning, more snuffily.
We (Gabes and myself) went to bed about 8pm, I was shattered and also sulking as dh had done nothing about Valentines. I know he doesn't do gifts but he's always been one for planning and executing lovely meals to demonstrate how much I mean to him, and last night he expected us to have frozen mini chicken pies
. I threw a strop and went upstairs to have a little cry. Poor dh, I will have to explain and apologise; he daren't say he's tired for fear of throttling, but he must be weary too, and to be fair I had made no effort (greasy hair, pj's, huge boozum uncaptured by gigantic bra). I think he's feeling bad though as he's put the washing away, the little pile of folded muslins indicated guilt this morning.
I have a friend from working popping in for lunch which will be nice and then I might spruce myself up for later and try not to make dh's life a baffling misery.
Yellow, hope today sees you feeling more comfortable, and you're getting cuddles with Scarlett.
Ooh, one eye opens and swivels my way, time to go! x