Sometimes...

I change my mind on when I want Christopher's younger sibling to be conceived. We were stopped at a service station on the way back from my brother's house, Robert had gone off to use the toilet with Jonathan, and Christopher was sat on my lap eating an apple. He was snuggled against my chest and I suddenly had this overwhelming wish that he remain my "baby" for longer. He is my sweet little Squidge, and I just adore our snuggles. And while I am so broody generally, I do get my moments of loving that I am not pregnant yet.

Talking of which, I am officially in the two week wait, or at least I should be by now. If I am not pregnant, I shall simply enjoy my Squidge being my littlest baby a while longer. :)