Becoming a mum

I was vey excited about getting kittehs, but I had no idea how much I would adore them. I have done relatively little this week for fear of disturbing the kids. If they get comfy on my lap or my chest, I stay still for them, stretching out for my coffee or the laptop, desperately trying not to wake or disturb them. I haven't sewn anything in a week, which is so completely unlike me. I stare at them as if they are telly. It's the same as when there is a baby in the room. There is something inate, something primal, in humans which make us look at young things as if they are a gift from a god. I suppose they are. I just know that we have two beautiful little sociable, friendly bundles of joy that cuddle together, wrestle together, share their food and love playing in their scratching barrel. I feel so lucky. It's a nice time at the Mansions.