Time flies and Gerard is almost 7 weeks old, which means I have not had a nice long and deep sleep for the same period of time. My eye bags are as big as the shopping bags we get at Ikea and my dark eye circles are as dark as the espresso we drink.

But when I saw these looks on Gerard's face, all frustrations and fatigues have somehow disappeared and I felt energized all over again.


When I was writing my earlier diary, Gerard was sleeping on his "milk pillow" on my lap. He seemed to be sleeping very soundly, so my balancing must be pretty good.





Playing time with mummy's friend, whom I have managed to charm with my smile.