Yeats is six months old.

Yeats celebrated his half birthday at the weekend, coinciding with Easter.  Since his birth i have found creative solace in cooking, with little time for anything else. When i was pregnant i envisioned myself quilting all day! In between playing/boobing/sleeping/eating/reading/ tummy time/bum time/outside time and waking through the night, there doesn't seem to be time to stitch, print or make. 
Below is my niece scooping up easter eggs in the big family egg hunt.