Well,
Trump has been back in the White House for a full day and the world still seems
to be turning, so that's something.
Philippa astonished me this morning by saying that she is glad she is not
pregnant again. You may remember that we had quite a tricky time last year when
she was pushing to try for a third child, but now she is happy with how her
worklife and homelife are and says she doesn't think going through the physical
effort of pregnancy again while looking after the energetic offspring that we
already have would be much fun. I have to say I am relieved as I thought the
thought might still be festering away below the surface. I have to say, too, that
I am full of respect and love for her for the way she admitted that it would
have been a bad idea. I do still think it will pop up again, and that's ok, but
it's nice that I don't have to tackle it right now. And I'm not completely
against the idea, I guess. I have to remember that I have two sons, while she
doesn't have a daughter, and I think the bond is different when you share the
same sex as your children. I'm probably not supposed to say that these days, but
it's true. So the thought of her having that kind of relationship with a
daughter of her own does cause twinkles in my heart at times, when I allow it
too.
I refer you now to the last line of my blog posting from Monday...
And to complete this day of wonderments - I am going to get a small pay rise in
May! And when I say 'small' I mean 'so small as to make no real significant
change to my monthly wages'. But still - a raise is a raise, and I welcome it.
Thanks, Gavin.
RC 21-1-25
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