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We’ve had such a busy day today (blog about JUST how amazing a day we had to follow, tomorrow hopefully, IF we’re recovered).

As I tucked our youngest into bed, he asked me to stay “forever”. So I sat with him, stroking his hair and talking quietly. He started to relax, closed his eyes and his breathing indicated that he was finally falling asleep.

I tried to relax him grip on my hand and he made a grab for my finger (eyes still firmly shut) and said, “I want to hold your hand forever mummy, I love you so much”