Angel from the realms of Glory
Well, my Elf is at nursery, my yummy mummy is crocheting in the corner (as in 'doing crochet' - 'crocheting' looks rather rude, like it might be to do with crotches) and my glorious Glorymouse is asleep AT LAST AT LAST AT LAST.
I love her so much, but I would love her even more if she could tell the difference between 'day' and 'night'. She thinks day = drink, sleep, drink, sleep. Night, on the other hand = drink, disco! drink, scream! Scream, scream! disco! Scream, suck Daddy's little finger for about 3 hours!
I was so exhausted last night it is indescribable. And I think I got the baby blues all of a sudden, because I had cried and cried for 3 hours feeling very inexplicably hopeless..but it seems to have lifted today.
It's 3.45pm. I've neither left the house nor had a shower, so be thankful you can neither see nor smell me.
5 Comments:
I don't know if you've come across this blog http://expatter.blogspot.com/, they live in Basel and Gretchen is now pregnant with their first child - I mentioned your blog to them - maybe you'll want to pop into their blog at some point - when the glorymouse gives you a break.
Hello! Those baby blues are a killer, aren't they? And they seem to have kicked in right on time for you!
I don't have a baby so I have no excuse for not showering today. Whoops!
I'd give my right earlobe to see and smell you right now!
Baby blues, terrible two's, stroppy three's.... I love my son I really do
I have left the house only to visit the hospital of GP. You are my hero
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