A stuffy nose has meant that Katherine has been shorting sleep this past week and needing constant holding every other day. And it’s rained most of the time, so walks have been sparse; having been caught out in the rain with Katherine once, I know it’s no picnic. I’m also getting hit with a big dose of cabin fever, since it’s my seventh week in a very small apartment. And I got hit with a migraine the only night that Katherine slept like her usual lovely self. So Sydney was kicked awake all one night by his wife, and kept up all the next by the snuffles of his daughter. Quite the welcome home, no? Oh yes, and I’m trying to write a paper as I work with Katherine on bottlefeeding, which is about as easy as breaking a willful horse. But with more screaming. This could be a tough couple of weeks . . .