Saturday, June 11, 2011

To the door, working time and less urgent.

1. She comes to the front door in the rain carrying her little boy on her shoulders.

2. I know Alec's tired because nothing will do, and he keeps rubbing his eyes, but he won't lie in his cot. I wrap him in the sling, and get nearly two hours of working time -- bliss.

3. I get a lovely smile before the "Milk NOW" cry begins. I listen hard to that cry, because it's getting rarer. He doesn't seem to feel so urgently hungry any more. I feel as if it might be the last time I'll hear it.

2 comments:

  1. #2 as beautiful as it is can be a challenge! It looks like you have over come the challenge with so much love!

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