There's something that as soon as you have a newborn in your arms the certainty of it has gone - for a very, very long time.
I don't get enough of it, that is why I have physically aged about 10 years in the last 12 months but I should just get to bed earlier.
With Edith I would fret over it and become obsessed with the amount she had.
With Alban I just chilled and so did he - a lot.
In fact some days he feels the need to get some extra in whilst relaxing at the park - the lazy monkey.
I think it's quite clear what S I am spying this week:
Find some more #ISpy with the lovely Mum Of One:
