It’s time to replace the egg in the basket. I don’t know whether I’ll need it again. Perhaps not. Perhaps. Maybe. If nature thinks so. If I can make myself think so. Possibly if I can work out how to outwit what appears to be a slightly temperamental thyroid. Lots of things. Never thought I would find myself on the wrong side of fertility worries and baby loss, that’s for sure. Not sure it counts anyway, if you’ve given birth 5 times.
I never thought much about Freddie’s ‘Maybe Twin’. I do now sometimes, when I see rainbows like this; one easy to see, one hidden in the background. When I was little I had a very strong conviction that I was missing a twin, that I should have had a brother to look after me. Maybe it’s better, if Freddie was a twin, that they didn’t have to be apart. Bit hard on all of us though.