Oh my lord, this time next week I will be settling Harry down after his last feed til he wakes from the anaesthetic the next day. It's hurtling too quickly and I am so so nervous. I think I am more on edge than I have ever been. I need answers to the last letter we got from them, but at the same time I don't want to hear it. I am praying to any god that will listen to make it all alright. No new growth is what we need to hear, but I can't help having a feeling this won't be the case.
Spent a lovely few hours at hanty raychels. Think she overdid the bionic woman routine and realised that she's just had surgery and needs to slow down. Its a relief she's on this side of the op now, and the rest means she's knitting for England. Am so looking forward to Harry wearing his new Jacket she's just finished.
Genius son Matthew learnt his 9x table this weekend, he's doing yr4 work but he's only a yr 3. Am going to have to buy him some new pants, He's grown yet again, grr. Tall genius!