Did we have a baby? From the sagging armchair in Room 5, I watched my wife drift in and out of an opioid haze that I oscillated between envying and fearing. The first cries of new citizens tore through the halls of the maternity ward like the herald songs of a very slow methodically beeping apocalypse.
Oh bloody hell Tamara..
You’ve done it again .. I love this one even more than the last !! I hope Aurelia is on the mend 🤞xx Susie