LAMB: You had an afternoon nap today which hardly ever happens anymore. I took this opportunity to do my creepy mummy thing, I lay down next to you and studied your features intently. I wanted to make a mental record of exactly how you were in that moment. Realising it may be the last time for a long while that I’d be able to do this I felt extra pressure to take it all in. I meditated on your impossibly long eyelashes, the sweet curl gently resting on your neck and your chubby two (soon the be three) year old cheeks that I desperately wanted to squeeze. Why must time pass so quickly, Lamb?