...baby is going home.
Many mixed emotions about this, I do think it is the best thing for all concerned (I hope it is).
Got the phone call this afternoon that I should drop him off at his house tomorrow morning. Warned all my kids to say goodbye and get their 'baby cuddle quota' filled tonight because when they come home tomorrow he'll be gone. Me? I've been kissing those baby cheeks and hugging and cuddlin' :o) He is the happiest baby I have ever had the pleasure of looking after and it's amazing how quickly they develop at that age, every day brings a new ability, another step in hand eye co-ordination, more gurgling and a wider smile.
No wonder his mum & dad have missed him and no wonder they are delighted that they get to have him back so soon. It's been a very long 3 weeks for them.
On the positive side I am planning lots of knitting in the next few days and weeks, time to get Della done, 2 long term projects that are nearing completion (one really only days away from the final stitch) Hemlock to finish, 2 Goddess Knits shawls to start, lots of socks to knit for Christmas. See? Lots to keep me busy and like Anne I should also sort out lots of junk and reorganise myself, paint the rest of the little room for our next visitor and generally get my life in order now that my 4 yr old is in full time school.
But on the negative side I will be doing it all with empty arms and he is the happiest baby I have ever met.
It can be a wonderful world, a world made beautiful by new eyes gazing on it for the first time, today was a rare beauty of a late summer/autumn day; and it can be a cruel and savage world because of the people in it, a world where babies are not safe.
Bonne chance, little one, bonne chance.