Peachling and I are going along nicely. She’s almost six weeks old (!), does cute smiles, noisy poos that crack me up, and five feeds a night. She has her rough days and nights with colic, and I long for a nap that’s longer than ten minutes, but in the main she’s fine. I drove for the first time the other day since the caesarean, and soon I’ll have
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