some days are like today. the night is hot and bothersome for the fourth day in the row. we are restless. mama feels tired and headachey. baby feels tired and grizzly. we sit in front of the fan. we take lots of naps. we read comforting poetry. we eat water melon. we drink icy drinks. we try to enjoy the beauty of the roses and the sun's ability to dry nappies. we listen to sufjan. we tie our hair up. we get around in singlets. we get frustrated and we apologise afterwards. some days we just have to let go... and wait patiently for everything to cool down.