I know I am a mum (Part 5)

I know I am a mum because yesterday I was giddy with delight at the prospect of spending 8 waking hours with my sweetheart. Yup, just him and me. We had an eggy brunch and walked the streets of Toronto, bought a winter coat in the dregs of the sales, spent over an hour in a bookshop, caught up over coffee, and went to a gallery. We even held hands and actually listened to each other without (many) interruptions. And then we came home to be very contented parents - all the better for our alone time.