So as part of getting me ready to go back to work we have been slowly building up the time Sidekick is away from me and staying with my folks.
Now that I have a breast pump Sidekick has spent her longest time away from me. Not a whole day, that’s coming soon, but a good 5 hours.
She did really well. No fuss at all.
I did well too!
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I’ve had such a lovely few days. Hubby took some days off so we had a mini-staycation.
We even managed a car journey!! This is an achievement.
Continue reading “Rainbow spaghetti”
Thank you everyone who looked at my post on Wednesday and took the time to comment it really meant a lot to me.
One of the reasons I started writing was with the hope that people would connect and as a result I wouldn’t feel so lonely.
So thank you! Now on with my rambles….
The thing about having a firecracker, Velcro baby like Sidekick (apart from coming up with descriptive terms) is that it’s hard to get anything done.
Yes I’m still typing with one hand whilst my other arm slowly goes numb from holding a sleeping Sidekick. I tried again recently to see if she’d go down for a nap. Ha!
But in my short stint at being a mum I have managed to figure out ways of getting some things done. It takes me a million times longer to do anything pre-baby but I think that’s normal, right?
Continue reading “5 ways to get stuff done!”
I met up with a fellow mum yesterday. She was a friend from my University days, actually she is Hubby’s friend but I’m stealing her.
Continue reading “Hope…”
This term is the best term to sum up my Sidekick. She’s attached to me 24/7 nearly. We’re even back to having to have her sit on my knee whilst I pee. I’m sorry if that’s too much information for you, but that’s my life at the moment.
So a Velcro baby, what do I mean. It’s pretty straight forward, it’s a baby, child, that doesn’t like being put down in any sense. They crave and need for their own happiness constant contact.
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It’s a funny thing time, the passing of. I struggled to learn to tell the time when I was little, even now if I have to figure out something time related I need to see a clock face. It moves differently as well, super slow in those long, pointless meetings or super fast; your wedding day, your holiday, your baby.
Continue reading “Time….”
I’m not on Facebook.
I know that may be odd to most people but it’s not my ‘thing’. Hubby is and because we have been together a very looonnngggg time most of our friends are the same people. Occasionally I will go and have a look at what is happening in peoples lives.
Continue reading “Under pressure”