Candle in the window

Whoosh. ***Cobwebs on the blog***

***Dust***

I haven't meant to disappear for all these weeks but I seem to be stuck in the young baby version of Groundhog Day. You know, the one which invokes waking at the crack of dawn, feeding, changing, playing, getting to take a nap, feeding, changing, playing...repeat. In the intervals when I am not doing all that, there is Botany and her needs. Lots of needs, constant and relentless. Blog writing evidently didn't feature in the original day (the one I am destined to repeat for the next few months, or at least until I go back to work). Fortunately, showering did, so I am relatively clean in the meantime.

I will however get back to it, eventually- and hopefully sooner rather than later. There's more to say, I just need a chance- and the head space- to say it.

Comments

[Anna]

Sometimes showering *doesn't* feature in that Groundhog Day, so really you're ahead of the curve. Take care, and hope to see you back soon.

[a]

Showering...more important than blogging since 2012.

I think you've discovered a new slogan for the internet!

[Julie]

Miss you!

[Pam]

I'll be here waiting patiently for you to return! Still love your writing.

[thalia]

hmm you are getting spammed - and in french, you must be on all the right lists! Understand where you are, we'll all be here when you get back.

Hope you are getting at least a bit of time to enjoy that baby...

[B.Mare]

I know, Thalia! The whole place reeks of bacon. I don't know how to prevent it.:)