Well, I'm officially a second time mummy. My sweet little 3 day old bundle of sheer perfection, henceforth to be known as Mast. L, is sleeping contendedly in his bouncing chair while I undercoat my nails, Mr N watches the match and the Little Miss is in and out of the room by the minute to check on her little brother, stare at him, give him a kiss and stroke his face. We're all besotted, exhausted but walking on air.
Normal service to be resumed once we float back down