The other night Leo woke screeching and screaming like a cave dweller. I hedged my bets and ignored him. After 10 minutes of incessant wailing I finally went into his room and lifted all 14kgs of him out from his cot and whispered sweet nothings into his shell-like ear. He stopped shrieking immediately and then said 'CHICKEN' about 100 times. I ceremoniously dumped him back in his cot and left the room.
It's been a while!
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I've missed you!
Sometimes Motherhood means feeling like you are teetering precariously on the edge of sanity. Sounds like one of those times. ~Mary
I wish I was teetering about in wicked heels...not a pair or ropey old flip flops! Good to hear from you both :)
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