Life here is a little overwhelming, to say the least. It seems my 'step' has busted a spring or two. I feel like I'm trying to keep my head above water in a sea of things that need doing and the fact that it's near on impossible to achieve anything with a crawling baby who is just. into. everything. I can't divert my attention for a single second. It's so bloody exhausting. Even though these last few weeks she's been sleeping through more often than not (touch wood), the constant baby spotting/following/relocating during the day is leaving me completely knackered. Honestly, I'm not sure which is worse....
...I take that back. The broken sleep is worse. I'm just having a whinge.
It seems our house is a complete hazard for an exploring baby. Something I remained ignorant about until she started pulling everything on top of her, slamming drawers and doors and trying to eat random small choke-able objects. So the past few
Baby steps, they say.
I escaped for a few hours yesterday to the hairdresser. My Mum came to over to watch Lalie for me. It's only the second time I've left her in someone else's care - something I need to start doing a little more often. I was gone for over four hours and I didn't miss her at all until I came home and saw her again. Then my heart flooded. Paddy must get that feeling every night when he comes home from work. There's always a minute of magic between them when they reunite after a long day of separation. It was nice to have missed her - to greet her with such enthusiasm and have her cuddle into me more snugly than ever, letting me know she'd missed me too.
Oh my, I'm really on a ramble here. basically I just wanted to say thanks so much for visiting this little space and I'm sorry if I haven't been popping by your place as regularly as usual. I'm struggling to find the time to blog at all, so visits and comments are really stretching it. But I hope to be back wholeheartedly very soon, once I