She certainly seems pretty happy. For the first time last night all three of us got three hours sleep at the same time.
Ali is obsessed by Lucy's feet. Possibly because they are very sweet.
Swaddling is the ancient art of binding baby children in cloth so they feel as tightly held as when they are in the womb. At first I thought it was a bit cruel, but then I saw her looking like a cute little white slug and realised it was fine.
After seeing Ali's Mum yesterday it was a chance to see Ports' Mum today. Hello Grandma.
And of course Ports' Dad. Hello Grandad.
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