A good day

Today was a good day.

I am not so fluey.
I went to work in the morning and ranted my handover speach to my workmates.
I went to the hospital in the afternoon and read my book - someone prodded my stomach - it prodded back.
I came home and read a story involving popup pictures, to my giggly little girl.
I had a wonderful dinner and relax with my husband.

The midwife told me I should go dancing and eat pineapples