Breakfast in bed

His, not mine.


I love this special time, when the day hasn’t really started yet, and doesn’t really need to. And we get to just soak each other up and get to know each other better.


This morning Bean was chatty and alert and just completely and utterly adorable. As he lent back on my bent knees I thought my heart would melt.


I am all too aware that this time is precious and does not last long. And I fully intend to immerse myself in the pleasure that is having this brand new human being in my life and completely dependent on me.


As such, it is 8pm on a Saturday night and we are already in bed (I happen to be particularly fond of night time cuddles too…. ). Good night!



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