Somnambulism

Lilyana has started to like sleeping. Thank God! As you can see, we are a household of sleep monsters. We can't be held accountable for our actions. Sometimes, when a thought has a chance to enter my synaptic queue, it occurs to me that I am a Mum. The concept is so enormous as to be beyond the scope of my imagination. Yet, in the everyday moments, it is still just a natural thing. As if, before May 31, I didn't ever cook and now I do it every day. I wasn't a cook and now I am. That is a bit like how it is. I love her so much.