I’ve never been a morning person. I have been a life-long fan of sleep and staying in bed. As a child, while friends would rise at dawn, I could happily snooze the entire morning away. As a grown-up (allegedly), add in boozy nights, long working days, on-call shifts, and getting up time would very often coincide with Countdown.
My children have not inherited my love for lying in. The… Continue reading
I have just written a post for Emma’s Diary Blog and it reminded me just why I blog. I was writing about a particularly difficult morning, alone, sleep-deprived, with two babies to get dried, dressed, fed, to the shops, back in bed, and out to lunch with friends, all with the added extras of a grumpy, temporarily deaf (to any of my requests) toddler, and a sobbing, clingy… Continue reading
This morning Little Pea and I took a trip out to our local breastfeeding group. Given that I breastfed The Princess and am fairly passionate about the whole subject, it may come as a surprise that this was my first visit to the group.
After The Princess was born, anxiety and depression kept me indoors and socially detached for a long time. As I started to get… Continue reading
I can’t believe I’m doing this again so soon, it only feels like a few months since I did it the first time, but it’s getting on for two years now…
This week, this happened:
And true to form, I’m on the verge of a breakdown over the fact that my baby is no longer a… Continue reading
I recently read a blog post about co-sleeping and it’s benefits. Obviously this isn’t for everybody, and pre-children, the idea of sharing my bed with anyone other then The Boyfriend was pretty horrifying. But when The Princess came along, I fell head over heels in love with her and didn’t want to be apart from her for a minute. She also demanded to be fed every hour, which got rather… Continue reading
I recently blogged at Emma’s Diary about how little time I have to record Little Pea’s progress, compared to when The Princess was the same age.
Tonight I find myself with a spare half hour, so I’m taking this opportunity to write about Little Pea at eleven weeks old.
He is still as laid back as he ever was, but now he is more… Continue reading
Little Pea is six weeks old.
He has outgrown 0-3 month clothes and is only just about comfortable in 3-6 month clothes.
That is all.
Big Little Pea
Little Pea is five weeks old now. It still feels like the first week with him in many ways, yet I can’t imagine him not being here now, and I’m getting much more used to him and his little ways. Well, when I say ‘ways’ I actually mean ‘penis’. It was terrifying changing his nappy the first few times – I’m so used to dealing with girl bits, with having… Continue reading
And so to continue on a theme…
The little sucking noises and murmurs of satisfaction that breastfeeding elicits are simply beautiful.
It gives me chance to just be with my baby, Little Pea concentrating on feeding and me concentrating on Little Pea. Armageddon could be happening, but if it coincided with a breastfeed, I wouldn’t notice it at all.
Breast milk on baby’s breath smells better than… Continue reading