Getting Back on the Horse

So after my day of terror on Sunday, I arrived back at home on Monday rather nervous and scared.  How would I cope?  How would Alex be?  Would we have a repeat of Sunday?

Fine, great and no, in that order.  We played a bit.  Alex got some tickles and produced some cracking smiles.  About 8:30pm Alex decided he was hungry.  Now.  He was somewhat huffy until he was out of his nappy (incredibly wet) and onto the breast.  He then proceeded to eat a vast amount then fall asleep.

Phew.  Back to normal.