Just Me And Her: Day Three.
Waaaaah I'm so tired.
The little monster decided she wouldn't go to sleep at her normal time, instead she went three hours later. And then she woke at two thirty for a feed and got up just before six so you can imagine the size of my eyebags this morning.
She has been a grump today, her teeth are really playing up. Bright red cheeks, excessive dribble and constant chomping on Sophie (the giraffe) and her fingers. My skin has broken out (lack of sleep, lots of stress and probably too much cake), my c-section scar hurts and my eyes sting. So we're not much fun.
Two days left and the husband will be home. With a rather substantial present for me. If he knows what's good for him...
The little monster decided she wouldn't go to sleep at her normal time, instead she went three hours later. And then she woke at two thirty for a feed and got up just before six so you can imagine the size of my eyebags this morning.
She has been a grump today, her teeth are really playing up. Bright red cheeks, excessive dribble and constant chomping on Sophie (the giraffe) and her fingers. My skin has broken out (lack of sleep, lots of stress and probably too much cake), my c-section scar hurts and my eyes sting. So we're not much fun.
Two days left and the husband will be home. With a rather substantial present for me. If he knows what's good for him...
Just Me And Her: Day Two.
I have a headache.
She woke at 2:30 this morning for a feed and didn't go back to sleep until 4 and then got up at six. She's screamed, kicked, thrown a tantrum, pulled my hair and now she is grizzling.
I've resisted calling my husband to curse down the phone at him. Instead, I am sulking.
It is nearly time for me to give her a bath. Except I don't have a straight jacket to put her in. There is no wine in the fridge. I'm tired.
Roll on day three...
She woke at 2:30 this morning for a feed and didn't go back to sleep until 4 and then got up at six. She's screamed, kicked, thrown a tantrum, pulled my hair and now she is grizzling.
I've resisted calling my husband to curse down the phone at him. Instead, I am sulking.
It is nearly time for me to give her a bath. Except I don't have a straight jacket to put her in. There is no wine in the fridge. I'm tired.
Roll on day three...
Just Me And Her: Day One.
Today his Highness jetted off to Chicago leaving me, quite literally, holding the baby.
I keep telling myself it will be fine but the day ain't over yet. I still have the night feeds to get through plus the early start tomorrow (this morning she woke up at 5am). Anyone that knows me will know I need my sleep. I'd rather go without new shoes and get eight hours. I know.
The Grandparents brought dinner over (they know I only eat chocolate when left to my own devices) which was nice and the kid behaved herself. She's now asleep for the night (I hope).
I have a ton of respect for single parents, they do this every day. How my Mum did it with three of us I'll never know.
Better do some housework while she's sleeping. Except there's chocolate in the cupboard and wine in the fridge...
I keep telling myself it will be fine but the day ain't over yet. I still have the night feeds to get through plus the early start tomorrow (this morning she woke up at 5am). Anyone that knows me will know I need my sleep. I'd rather go without new shoes and get eight hours. I know.
The Grandparents brought dinner over (they know I only eat chocolate when left to my own devices) which was nice and the kid behaved herself. She's now asleep for the night (I hope).
I have a ton of respect for single parents, they do this every day. How my Mum did it with three of us I'll never know.
Better do some housework while she's sleeping. Except there's chocolate in the cupboard and wine in the fridge...
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