Thursday

I picked up Lewis from nursery and took him home. Harris had got home a bit earlier and it was a surprise for Lewis. He kept shouting 'my baby, my babies home'. He gave him lots of kisses and was pinching his cheeks.(gently!)

I left them to it and went down to Ocean Terminal for a few things for Mums birthday tomorrow from Steven. Home and wrapped things.

I sat for a bit before tea and ended up having a panic attack. I've had worse but it still wasn't good.  
It's been far too busy the past week and it's been hard. Too much family time. Its a significant birthday for Mum tomorrow and I am dreading the day.

Now I am sitting on the sofa feeling rubbish contemplating going to bed.