…I’m one week old! And taking it as easy as I can…

Mum is, naturally, taking constant care of me, and the other three are supporting her in any way they can. They all went shopping today, and then Dad got some more baby things from over the road. I must say it’s good that there’s a chemist and a baby supply shop just a stone’s throw away.

Grandpa put up a new light in the dining room. Granny cooked a dinner in the evening, and I was able to accompany Mum at the table as she enjoyed her steak.

At 3pm, Chris (Mum’s ex-husband) came round with cakes for us, and brought Findus with him to spend a couple of days. He and Mum originally got Findus together, and now he divides his time between both households. The afternoon was nice and quiet, and the plan was that I would join the grown-ups as they chatted and enjoyed the cakes, but I was much too hungry to allow Mum to take part, so we just stayed in our bedroom for most of the time while the other four ate and talked: it was indeed a quiet day at home…