It's O So Quiet

[ailbhe]

A family of five descended on us like an inverse swarm of locusts, fed us, and bore off my firstborn. Mainly because they were leaving to go to town and she sat down and cried "My need a go a town TOO!"

Baby George on the Archers triggers my letdown reflex.

It's terribly, terribly quiet. I have a hot cup of tea and a book (Nuala O'Faolain "my dream of you") and the smell of cigarette smoke wafting in from outdoors. Emer is asleep in the next room, making occasional cheerful moaning noises.

It's lovely.

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[hobbitbabe.livejournal.com]

Can I just say that it sounds like evidence of two and a half years of the right kind of parenting, that even right after the arrival of a little sibling, she doesn't just need Mum, she also needs to "go a town"! She must be certain that Mum will be there when she gets back.

I love hearing about Linnea.