25 February 2013

And then there were four....

Actually, that makes it sound as though it was an all-of-a-sudden thing, and we all know that pregnancy is definitely not that.

And so now you may wonder, how will she refer to the children now? Well, old habits die hard, so I will stick with Oldest, Middle and Youngest.#4 will either be Baby or Boy.

I like Boy.

His story later. Babies are tricky. And getting stuff done with one is even trickier. But, it will be told. Eventually.


Welcome to MayneStreet, Boy! We love you!


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A Favourite Poem

I fall
down a lot
specially on starry nights
some might say
"Look out where you're going"
I could call back
"You misunderstand my travel plans"

William Nichols

This is from my bus transfer from 20 September 1999. I still have it!