Our baby is three months old. She is no longer a newborn. I can’t quite get my head around it. Time moves in strange ways – without work to demarcate the days, there are long stretches punctuated with short bursts. The first few weeks even more so, with the sleepless nights and incessant feeding make me feel…
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His mother told him “Someday you will be a man And you will be the leader of a big old band Many people coming from miles around To hear you play your music when the sun go down Maybe someday your name will be in lights Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight.” Chuck Berry – Johnny…
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