A Scary Prospect

See this innocent looking building? See the long row of windows on the second storey at the right?



Those are the offices of the Nelson Region Economic Development Agency, where I start work on Monday. (Typically, within half an hour of my being offered it, Liam had an interview offer for something interesting, and now we don't know what to do, but a bird in the hand and all that, so I said yes.)

So, on the one hand: yay! A job! An income!

And on the other... well. I can't even think about it too much or I will cry. The thought of only seeing Sebby for a few hours each day is just awful. Funny how my other lovely child doesn't worry me as much; but then, I'll only be losing an extra hour and a half of her company each afternoon. Also, she isn't changing fast as the sky on a scudding-clouds-day. And she seldom lets me smother her neck and thighs and tummy with kisses these days.

Oops, can't write about it much, am about to blub. Let us change the subject and look at the gorgeousness that is sibling love for a while.



In other news; Seb had his five month immunisations yesterday and had a bit of a fever last night but hasn't been too bad. And today we measured him at 69cm long, which puts him at about 90th centile. B-ball for sure!