Berry picking with Bela and Dad's home again!
Adelaide's tolerance of berry picking is just enough to get a litre of berries. Shea, not fully understanding how tricky it is to balance babe and berries, wonders why I haven't collected more.
Our Mountain Man dad is home again and the nights have become more tricky with less room in the bed, but the days are more enjoyable having someone else to adore and wonder at our fidgety, grinning wee girl.
It's also nice to be able to have a shower without imagining I hear crying. I'm haunted by phantom crying all the time, worrying she's covered in vomit again. I'm not sure I'm cut out for this parenting thing, it's not very relaxing.