Wow! This weekend I had what alcoholics call a moment of clarity.
We'd put the new cot together and the missus decided to break out the little mobile thingy that hangs over it and spins round to give junior something to look at. And once that was done she set it off just to try it out. As I looked at it whirring round and listened to it playing that classic baby jingle (you know the one) I just felt a sudden realisation hitting me and almost knocking me over. It was almost as if he was lying there already.
In fact it was more a tsunami of emotion - took me a while to get over it and still had a few secret tears at night-time.
Strange days indeed....
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