Playground

I had my visit from the breastfeeding counsellor today. Conor was good as gold, but has fed like a monster all day since. He has also objected to being put in his Moses basket today, so I'm pretty knackered. Mum and Dad are taking her overnight for the next couple of nights so that I can get sleep whenever I can. Orla is going to miss me, so she drew me a picture before she left. It's some children in a playground. I'm so impressed by the detail, particularly the rendition of the see-saw thing. She's getting very good at drawing.