Monday, December 22, 2003

 
the annoying man who came to fit the blinds said lots of dumb things, like "we never worried about that" (in reference to getting babies to sleep) and called me "mum" to boot.

but he did say one thing that stuck with me: the more grief the baby gives one, the more one loves it, or words to that effect. a dumb comment in one sense, but in another very true; a sick baby, or an unhappy one, can draw you in more forcefully than one who is merely placid and happy.

tried, and failed, to show him off to our IVF dr this morning. try again in January, I guess. he had a pointless visit to the paediatrician, where he was pronounced to be a "good healthy one".

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