Saturday, August 05, 2006
Friday, August 04, 2006
life is Sweet
It's 2am. My 5 week old son has just covered me in vomit after demolishing an entire large bottle of expressed milk. Knowing that I have to drive 20 miles into Edinburgh to be in the church office for a meeting at 9.30am, he has decided that he's going to stay wide awake. I'll be forced to sit up until about 3.30 watching old repeats of Star Trek and Frasier to keep my mind occupied whilst Joseph battles sleep so that he can stare at me and wave his arms around, having just discovered that he can. Then I look at him cradled in my arms in his blanket here on the couch, and I realise just how sweet life is and that I don't want to be anywhere else or with anyone else.