Sitting in the sunshine. Reflecting on the night. It wasn’t too bad. Watched a couple of films. Fell asleep eventually. Got up a few times. Had a good, if dream filled, sleep. Maybe I’ll nap later too. 

Looking forward to getting my babies home and cuddling them. I’ve missed their faces and their smiles. Ive missed my babies warm body cuddled up to me during the dark hours. I’ve missed their cheeky smiles and even their bad moods. I’ve missed them all around me and when they get home I will finally feel like a “normal” person again. As normal as I can, anyway. 

I missed my hearts this weekend. Won’t I feel so much better having them home.