In sunny Newcastle. It's been a long crazy week. Milla teething, not sleeping, crying on the drives.
We arrived in Newcastle to a forecast of fine weather. The city displayed uprooted and broken trees from a mad Anzac storm.
Last night was a milestone of a different sort. Charlie and I went out for dinner, like the old days. Ten months! My dear friend and host looked after Milla and we came home (90 minutes later!) to a sleeping baby who slept the night for the first time in a while.
In the four days here we've had a very relaxed pace, walking along the foreshore, visiting new café, going for runs, a visit to the playground, Charlie riding and Milla being spoilt with games and attention from the 5 and 7 year olds.
|Crawling in Newcastle.|