finding my feet

little bird at 3 weeks

There is not enough hours in a day to not feel guilty about spending enough time with each peep to feel justified to write here. Or in actual fact to have a moment to do so. Days are not hectic or chaotic just full. Full of laughter, milk, diapers, playing, laundry, walks & more milk. In the short five weeks it has been P has already made a complete 180 in his attitude towards his brother. he will now touch him, help rock & comfort him and is generally less pissed off/afraid of him.

I have yet to find my feet. I know they are there - I can feel them - but they are just not as coordinated as I would like. When I do find them I have the feeling that many things may get overhauled. This place being one of them. Until then ..chirp chirp.