I’ve been getting a little frustrated waiting for my boy these past couple of days. Hence the curry, champagne, etc….
And then there was this evening, and in the peace before the service started I realised what a pleasure the last few days have been, with friends, family and food. And how lovely the next few days will be too (might Christmas actually be the best tome of year to be waiting?). And I thought that maybe this baby of mine just knows better than me, and knows just the right time to arrive.
He just hasn’t shared this with me yet….