My poor blog, I barely seem to get chance to post anything these days. Mainly because I am knackered. My knackeredness has been made worse the last couple of weeks due to Little Pea enduring an ear and throat infection, bronchiolitis, and cutting three new teeth, all timed beautifully to coincide with my return to work. Nights of constant feeding, of stripping vomit-covered nightclothes off Pea and myself, and of… Continue reading
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Morning Is Broken
Most days, my morning goes like this:
Alarm call from The Baby around 6am. Get up and change her nappy while The Boyfriend makes a bottle for her and a cup of tea for us (I know, I’m lucky), and bring her into our bed. Have a play with The Baby in bed after she’s finished her milk until play turns to smacking, biting and pinching, at which point… Continue reading
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Goodnight Sweetheart
Last night the journey home from my parents’ house was the setting for another first for The Baby. Recently we have bought The Baby’s first pair of shoes, and we’ve listened in amazement as she has told us that a cat says “Maow”, a sheep says “Baa”, and a cow says “Mmmm” (I assume the “oo” will come in time) and drinks of water have been… Continue reading
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Just A Moment
I’ve always had a bit of a wandering mind, and a low boredom threshold. This means that I usually have to be doing two things at once, whilst also thinking about other things I could or should be doing, like wiping round the sink while I’m brushing my teeth and thinking about what to wear that day, what The Baby will wear that day, whether the washing basket is collapsing… Continue reading
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Letter To The Baby
Dear Baby
Sometimes I wish it was ten months ago, so that I could sit with you in my arms for hour after hour, until 3 or 4am but not really noticing the time, at which point I’d carry you upstairs and cuddle you in my bed for the rest of the night.
Sometimes I wish it was ten months ago, so that I could spend hours gazing… Continue reading
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How Do You Sleep?
Never one for the melodrama (Oh, OK, sometimes one for the melodrama) I decided not to write about this particular thing that has been a part of my life for the last two months. But now, it has become so incessant, so present, so all-consuming that I can no longer ignore it. It is there and it is real. It is insomnia.
I simply cannot sleep.
It’s not that I am… Continue reading
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Oh, The Guilt!
I knew I shouldn’t have said anything, I should have just kept my optimistically big mouth shut. No grief and no guilt, eh? Pah. Did it sound like I had made a complaint, like I felt these things were creating a hole in my life?? Today I have felt guiltier and more grief-stricken than I have in a long while. Grief-stricken is, perhaps, a tad strong. Maybe just anguished, vexed… Continue reading
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Why It Pays To Be A Pessimist
- The Baby and The Boyfriend on holiday
We are half way through the week that I’ve been dreading for… oh, about a month now. I’ve had countless sleepless nights caused by the panic of spending a whole week with an over-tired, unhappy, unsettled Baby, which in turn have produced an over-tired… Continue reading
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Three Rooms and A Baby
We are going on holiday for a week. Nowhere fancy, just to a little cottage on the coast. We will have views of the harbour, be five minutes walk from the very quaint town, and a good bracing walk away from the beach.
It’s a final farewell to my time as full-time Mummy and I should be excited.
But I’m not.
I am dreading it. DREADING it… Continue reading
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Bourne of Frustration
At the end of The Boyfriend’s week off I decided that we all needed a break. The three of us had never had a trip away together – we had been away a couple of times with my family but never just The Boyfriend, The Baby and me. The last time The Boyfriend and I had been away together was the weekend we found out that I was pregnant. We… Continue reading
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