Little Boat...My Island on the big blue sea. This is written on a baby grow worn by my little 11 week old son and he is worn it every other day for most of his life. And that is where I am with my life here, riding the waves with the baby..looking out over the peaks and being plunged into the troughs. Jamie Albert Brunet: 05.12.2011 is lying on my lap asleep. He is smiling, feeding, crying, burping, growing and my day just slots around him. We are living the dream and the nightmare of living in rural coastal Wight. The dream was walking around Thorness bay with Monica (25) and Baby Alice (15 weeks) with our rugged pushchairs in the still sunshine last week. The nightmare has been not knowing when Samuel gets back from work and him doing very long e.g 16 hour days at worst us being in our bed ready to sleep before he has found the ferry back and one night missing the taxis so we had to wake up and collect him. I am munching apricots...to breastfeed him good nutrition and have just chatted to my pregnant friend Estelle who I might meet up with next week.