Shelagh was changing another nappy and her little helper was right at her side.

"Baby," Angela said poking him.

"Gentle darling, he's only little. Can you say 'Teddy', Baby Teddy?"

"Baby Te-Dee! Baby kiss."

"Let mummy get him dressed and then you can kiss Teddy."

Shelagh held her son so Angela could put a big sloppy kiss in his check. He was too busy rooting to noticed.

"Mummy needs to feed him now. Let's sit down."

"Me hold."

"Not now Angela darling he's hungry. I know you need to sit to hold him, but you need to wait."

They settled on the sofa. He was such a good eater. Patrick joked over how much his son loved the breast. Shelagh did not find his comments quite so amusing….Especially the time that Tim heard him.

She could see the color of red in the poor boys face. Have a nursing newborn has been a bit more than Tim was ready for. She tried hard to be discrete, but found Tim would often leave the room at feeding time.

Today Angela sat at her side with her face right in the baby's face. She did not seem phased that Shelagh was exposed. Shelagh had seen her feeding her baby dolls. One day she took her dress off to hold the doll to her chest. Shelagh suggested that her doll might like to eat from a bottle and told her she needs to keep her dress on.

When she told Patrick the story later, he was quite amused.

"Was Tim home?"

"No, why?"

"I wonder if he would run from the room because of Angela nursing"

"Patrick, you have to be more sensitive to Tim. This can't be easy for him. Remember I may be his Mum, but I am not his mother. He's known me a long time, but I don't think he wants to be reminded of my breasts all day."

"Remember when he didn't want to say the word breast," Patrick laughed.

"He probably still doesn't."

"I don't mind saying it...breast."

"You're a husband and a doctor. You say a lot worse in your work. Meanwhile I had Angela all undressed feeding her baby and we were due to leave for our visit to Nonnatus House. Then she was mad at me because I wouldn't let her bring her doll."

Patrick who was now dancing around the room with the baby, said to him, "Mean Mummy. Teddy, you have a mean Mummy."

"Patrick! I did not want her undressing and feeding her baby in front of the Sisters."

"Shelagh, it would have made their day," he laughed, "You do what you need to do, I'll take care of Teddy."

"Be careful you don't bring up his milk."

"If I do, I'll get to watch you feed him again."

"Oh Patrick," she blushed.