Four Months Into The Rest Of My Life


My son is beautiful. He is perfect, mostly well behaved, full of smiles and has giggles that make my heart melt.

He's also screaming right now, so this blog post has had to be cut off. Here's a photo instead. Sorry!

About this blog

The Stoatette, wife of the man known only as The Foxy Stoat, has embarked upon a strange journey during which she has to conquer her fears of pain, loss, heartbreak, and needles.