Candyce is a treasure. An absolute treasure. If I were a guy, I'd want to marry her (except she's already spoken for...and I'm not a guy).
A long weekend ahead. Mittens must be shot with fluids. Who better than A++ nursing student Candyce to help me see what I've been doing wrong with my technique?
She very kindly agreed to come tell me what I'm doing wrong :) I made a little pasta and while we ate, Mittens came out to see who'd come for dinner. Then he spent the meal talking and wandering between Candyce and me, asking for attention.
Little did he know how much of our attention he was going to get!
After we ate, Kevin obligingly sat in the living room while Candyce and I retreated into my bathroom with Mittens. Candyce suggested that the small space would make him settle down because there's no place to run or be ambushed from. She gave me some no-nonsense advice and kept an eye on the proceedings (and a couple of hands on Mittens) until 150 ml dripped into him.
I feel much more confident now. And she's offered to come by again if I start wimping out again. I just love her.


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