Something was wrong last night.

I've not yet discovered anything I can't eat because it makes William upset, but I'm seriously searching yesterday's menu for anything that I might not have had since becoming a milk bar (potential culprits: pistachios and turkey) because last night...

( This parenting thing, eh? Not so straightforward... )

So, William's a month old today, and I've not really said anything about how it's all going ( Read more... )

First of all for the pick of the lot:


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All sorts of uncensored stuff under cut, mainly for my personal records, so not necessarily for the faint of heart.

( Read on if you dare... )

William Brian Hunter, 3.406kg (7lb 8), born 9:57am November 3rd. Mum and baby both healthy.

More details to follow. *sleeps*

To whoever has stolen my ankles:

I appreciate that it was a funny practical joke to look down an hour ago and realise that my legs were essentially cylindrical from the knee down, but it's rather disconcerting not to have any visible protruberance or change in shape due to ankle bones. Particularly since, as far as I can recall, they were totally ( Read more... )

So today, I'm counting myself as officially eight months pregnant: I'm due on the 14th of November, today is the 14th of October ( Read more... )

I am so unbelievably tired ( Read more... )

I can has camera ( Read more... )

We've entered a study of Baby Triple P which is a new offshoot of the Positive Parenting Program (one of the only evidence-based parenting courses around). This one is aimed at couples expecting their first child. We're yet to find out whether we're in the control group or the group that actually gets to do the course (darn you, scientific method ( Read more... )