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Life has changed again. I’m now back at work, although not right now as I’m working four days a week. Sort of part time. The first week was OK from a work perspective, and I’m feeling very enthusiastic about things, despite not being there for 11 months. From a home perspective, we’re getting there, nursery is a big thing for us both to adjust to after spending all our days together.
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- Just come across clipmarks and quite like what it does
- Been knitting, just in time for the weather getting nice and warm
- I’ve been looking for someway of indexing recipies online, we gotta eat seems the best of the bunch so far but it still takes a bit of time to enter each recipe, particularly the ingredients list and quantity of each thing
- Loving the Anna Pickard’s live blog of each episode of the Apprentice
Afternoon discos for babies, sounds great and nothing like the Ally McBeal dancing baby thing.
Found out by accident that you can get some good 2 for 1 offers on your Oyster card so we ended up going to the Cabinet War Rooms on Sunday. It’s well worth a visit, most of the rooms have been left as they were, in a plastic free world.
At home the world of food has now greatly expanded to include protein and tiny soldiers of toast.
Six months has gone awfully quick. We’re almost a week into weaning and so far, baby rice, carrots, broccoli, sweet potato and baby porridge have all gone down well. It’s all so mushy that the two little teeth that have popped through don’t have much work to do just yet.
Earlier this week we finally made it out of the house for a evening, leaving a friend to babysit. This was quite a big deal, being the first time we’ve gone out on our own since Ifor was born. We saw Jose Gonzalez at the Union Chapel, a really wonderful venue to hear lovely music in.
Before your baby is born everyone always tells you how your life will never be the same again. Of course it won’t be. I expected the mayhem that comes with a baby, but I hadn’t really understood how much life would be governed by such a relentless routine, based around Ifor’s need to feed every three or so hours. It makes it quite tricky getting things done, although getting him into a proper timed routine has been fantastic; we both know what is supposed to happen when, although it does have a certain degree of flexibility to it – we’re not doing a Gina Ford type system here.
I’m currently exhaused and ready for bed but I need to wait up for another 3/4 hour to get a final feed into the little chap tonight – it’s the best way to ensure I only get woken up once in the night and thus keep a grip on reality.
This article from G2 was the talk of our NCT get together on Saturday. Apparently we get three hours less sleep than our mothers because we spend so much time stressing about our babies. Elsewhere in the Guardian Leo Hickman transcribed the dramatic arrival of his baby, it’s worth a read if you like hearing other people’s birth stories (although I think the world is split into two distinct camps on this one).
I’m back from the abyss and with a baby in tow. I’ve now got much less time for blogging but much more of a desire to write stuff down than I have had for months. As a warning though things are likely to be a bit more baby focussed here from now on.
I don’t feel like recounting my birth story as I’ve told it enough times in the past 6 weeks – enough to work through my feelings about it but also so many that I actually feel quite detached from the event when I tell the tale of my 2 day labour that ended in a crash c section.
So the focus of my life now is a little bundle of baby boy, who currently tucked up in his baby bjorn (the best £3.20 I’ve ever spent on ebay) asleep on my chest, which gives me free hands for typing, drinking cups of tea etc.
