There's a simple routine to our world, now. A routine involving action figures, and soccer balls. Days at the park or Wonderscope. Lunch with Maestro. Playdates with J. Dinner with friends. Evenings playing with Daddy. Taking walks in the fading sun, squeals and splashes in the bath, and quiet moments at bedtime.
It is imperfect, and sometimes it's hard, but it is ours, and for that I love it.