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This (blogging) used to be so important. It was routine. Here I am, months late, putting some words down.

Recovery


My bronchitis slowly abates. I'm still coughing, and up until this morning, I felt utterly drained. I felt old. I've been going to bed before 11, sometimes as early as 9pm. Clara too, she went through the same horrible chest cold, feverish with a coughing fits that would jiggle your optic nerve and leave you with brain-shake headaches. I'm so glad to have turned the corner, to feel like I'm finally getting right, again.




Boys


Noah is pretty hard to distinguish from 6-year-old me, except for his capacity to blank his parents, usually when said parents are shouting at him to get dressed or get his shoes on or to get upstairs to bed. He's insatiably curious but also a world-class dreamer.

Leo is stubborn. His potty training appears to be going in reverse as if he's decided that nappies are his destiny. Leo is train/fire-engine obsessed. We can't believe he starts school in a year -- we really need to give him more attention, Noah got more support and started school much older, being a September child.


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