Cuteness

I should be asleep right now. It's late and we've had a really crazy few days. But I also had to post. Today we moved around a load of furniture in recognition of the fact that as idyllic as it sounds having the two little ones sharing a room, the reality would mean a house of broken sleep and groggy individuals. So now George's cot is in our room. The little, bedside one has gone and his big cot is over by the window, just over an arms length away from me. And he is fast asleep. Breathing deeply. Squirming every now and then. My angel.

People are always being told to slow down. Enjoy the moment. And it might be impossible to believe that I can truly do that whilst also typing away but I'm happiness personified at the moment. I glance up after every sentence and feel blessed. I should be sleeping but I'm in danger of just watching him all night.

My precious, sleeping angel.