A Kind Of Hush

Noi took Afnan back to Melaka today, and I arrived home to rather too much peace and quiet. I'm told that the nipper is likely to stay there, at least for a time. He's got some sort of appointment with the doctor early next week and the situation regarding where he's best situated for the duration of his ibu's pregnancy appears to be under review. This is to some degree a relief - I don't think I've felt quite this tired in years; and to some degree a cause for quiet regret - there's nothing quite so illuminating to come home to as a highly curious, hyper-active ten-month-old. Gosh, make that eleven: how time flies.