You know what rhymes with Seven? Heaven.
You knew that. You also know what this is about, don't you?
In bed at 7:30, nursed at 11, crawled into bed at midnight and slept (Well, I did!) until 6 am. Eric pat-pat-patted the twins to sleep again at 2 and 3 am whilst I snoozed on, oblivious. Too deeply asleep to hear, to notice, to respond. The first time in a year. (No exaggeration. Truly. )
Never have I loved a number more.
Happy May Day!