Of late, I’ve caught myself swaying. Just swaying – my whole body moving from left to right, my foot tapping to an invisible tune. Rocking an invisible baby. It’s like my body remembers to move constantly otherwise the baby will get antsy. But my brain has forgotten to mention to my body that the baby isn’t there. H’s safe in his pram/bed/fathers arms/playing and here I am on auto sway – moving to soothe a baby who isn’t even there. *Sigh* Parenthood!


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