Starts singing “looks like we made it”
Well hurrah, another month, another milestone reached. Still here to tell the tale and am none the wiser.
The baby weight has gone. And by gone I mean still here, and by still here I mean it is never leaving me, we are destined to be together forever. *sobs into a teeny weeny slice of Victoria sponge cake*
People who say sleep is for the weak, need to have a baby. I think they would maybe adjust that saying to ‘sleep is a bloody miracle and oh god I miss it so much’
My little baby has grown in all directions and is currently sporting the “I eat food but cannot crawl, Stay Puft Ghostbusters look”
But quite honestly she is just edible looking.
That is until you meet the I eat real food poos. These poos often wake me up in the morning. Like that feeling of having a tea or a coffee but bleurgh disgusting, I am only feeding you rose petals from now on kind of feeling.
Her teeth are appearing and her interest in every thing I am doing has reached the ‘I hide things I do not want her to eat whilst I am eating it stage’.
She occasionally waves and high fives and has learnt to clap…… with her feet. What can I say. She is my child she was bound to be odd.
The sleep deprivation associated with teething can get in the bin, alongside the nappies but all in all we still like each other and that is an achievement.
High fives all around,