I Was Going to Say Something Brilliant. 16/02/2016

Here I am.  Nothing wonderful to report, except we did have sunshine in this Pemberton Valley today.  The fog clings to the hills and slithers through the streets like an unwanted left over party guest.  I prefer Mexico.

The second grandchild is still reluctant to leave its 5 star accommodation and I must prepare myself for the bitter truth.  It ain’t happening.  I leave Saturday, and if that baby wants to meet its Grandma, get busy!

its difficult to carry on as usual.  Not so difficult for N., the first born.  His needs are met, no problem.  His poor mother, however, is being watched like a hawk.  Every frown, sneeze or groan graded for productivity.

Babies come when babies are ready.  Just keep repeating this over and over.  Walk more.  Maybe we should do a bunch of baking?  Any suggestions?

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