Hello Readers!
I've been telling myself for the past 3 weeks that I have no time to blog but that's balls as I seem to have enough time to do other pointless things like eat and sleep! My promise to myself to be more active in blogging has again fallen by the wayside, but with good reason. Today is 3 weeks since little Peanut Head (as me and her father affectionately call her sometimes) came into this world. Funnily enough, it has taken some getting used to, being on call 24-7 for crying, nappy changes and feeds. I am sometimes surprised that I manage to stay awake during the day. However, I have been truly blessed by Stuart. He took four weeks off work which started on the Sunday before Fran was born. Ever since we came home he has been very 'hands on' and has taken the night duty so I get a chance to rest and sleep. I just make sure I express enough milk for night feeds and he does the rest. I still stay up quite late because my body clock is forever screwed, but he has been so amazing and lets me run off downstairs during the day to get housework and cleaning stuff done while he sits with her, even when she's grumpy. I am a bit worried about what life is going to be like once he does go back to work. We've decided I will sleep with Fran in the other room so Stu can get some sleep and rest when he's working. While we have the luxury of a separate room/nursery for her it is a great idea, but it will be a bit strange for me sleeping away from Stu for the majority of the time. Also, this means for the first time bubba and I will be truly alone. No midwives checking round the corner and throwing meds at me, no family popping up, no Daddy to feed her while I close my eyes and somehow sleep through the crying. Just us. Scary.
Anyway, stuff to do, more writing when I poke myself in the arm to see if I'm awake.
