I smiled yesterday because, whilst waiting in the surgery to see my doctor, a young woman came out of seeing hers with a young boy and 11 week old twins. She sat near me and said that their routine was now in a mess and they needed bottle feeding. She picked up the baby girl and started to feed her, whilst the boy baby whinged. After a bit of hesitation I offered to feed him and she agreed. My grandchildren are 14 and 17 so it was sooo lovely to be holding a small baby again and watching as he slowly fell asleep - do you remember how they can't make up their minds whether to sleep or drink and their eyes keep closing? The woman kept thanking me and I kept thanking her because it certainly sent my endorphins into overdrive. I am also smiling today, just thinking about it!