An unsettled night with Heidi reveals an unsettled day outside the window once it starts to get light again. The parasol has launched itself from the table across the garden to the fence, not making the last hurdle. I guess it was windy outside too.

She has not yet established that night is night and so grumbles and cries for two or three hours after her feed despite a good winding. This means constant getting up and fumbling around, where she will fall asleep soundly for a minute then start again just as we nod off.

Of course she is exhausted by 0900h so we eat our breakfast in relative calm before heading out to get some shopping for Rachel’s mum and dad. We see a couple of people out and have a chat before heading over to see Amanda, Mark and little James, who is just gone two years old. He was born about six weeks after Fred and greeted Heidi very seriously.

A jam doughnut and a cup of tea meant that we caught up with the latest and gave me a chance to play around with Marks Apple i-touch. It really is a funky bit of kit and I manage to log on to this ‘blog so that they can see some of the photos on here.

A visit to the farm shop and mum and dad’s brings up home again, although by now the sun is shining and it is lovely and warm.

I give Rachel the chance to put her feet up for an hour or so, so I head off with the stroller and H to drop off some letters of thanks a few roads away. With no worries about time, or that I have to be somewhere soon, Heidi and I stroll up the cycle path which is lovely. She is fast asleep, squinting every now and then when the sun comes across her face. I could do this all day every day I think.

I get to Paul and Dawn’s, where the potting up of plants is occurring out the back. I scrounge an ice cold drink from them and so Heidi gets plucked from her cocoon to be cuddled in turn by Dawn, Emily and Charlotte. She manages to open an eye sleepily and that is about it – it must be lovely to not worry about who is handling you, getting all these free cuddles.

A walk back along the road sees me popping into the newsagents and then back home. Rachel opens the door and so a smell of freshly baked buns waft out, which is a good thing to come home to.

Heidi is due another bath tonight as she had a large nappy incident earlier which was dealt with swiftly. I suppose with all this milk going in, it has to come out in dollops somehow.