Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Baby stress

They say it's dead stressful having a baby. I never listen to what they have to say. I am a maverick. Or I was. Until I saw these photos of me entertaining Noah.

I look like a man on the edge.







The first stage of recovery is admitting that you need help. Turns out, I need it.

The lovely thing to think is: whilst I somehow look like a man on the verge of a breakdown here, Cheryl thought this was ripe fodder for documenting and archiving. Cheers, Cheryl.

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