Ongoing
Life continues to revolve around the Littlest Taylor. I continue to not be able to go and do anything without having it planned out like a military operation.
I need to get more clothing to a charity shop. I cannot sort things if Little Boy is downstairs alone (unless he is asleep, which he is now not), and I certainly can't drop them to the shop during the day as I can't leave him in either the car nor the shop as I lug bags of clothing and aquired stuff back and forth. It is too much hassle to get him into the chest carrier before the drop-off and I haven't worked out the sling yet (though it will hopefully be easier to use than the carrier, which is only really useful if there are two adults available to wrestle him out of it).
The sofabed which followed us from the flat has been given to a friend who was moving into somewhere unfurnished and on her own, rather than being taken to the tip, which pleases us. Both because it is now out of our house and we can start to get Little Boy's room sorted out and because it has gone somewhere it can continue its life of usefulness. I hate wasting things by throwing them out when they are still perfectly useable.
On the other hand, I am now fully justified in buying very childish DVDs, as I can say that I have bought them for him. Most recently was A Muppets Treasure Island, which we enjoyed a few nights ago with popcorn and pizza. Not that LB was watching with that much interest. He was sucking his thumb *most* intently.
I continue to find it rather amazing that despite the fact that I have had no training, and had no inclination of broodiness when I was younger, just how easy it has been to know what each cry or burble means. I can only assume that the knowledge is instinctive. But then LB is a very easy baby to look after. Food, sleep, hugs and access to his thumbs is all he really requires. He's not a cry-y baby, and this is with the teething aches. He's just very chatty at the moment, and I'm using a lot of Dentinox.
What else is going on... Very little, really. As I've said - everything I do seems to be either for or about or because of LB. It's kinda worth it, though. Not that I would turn down the chance of getting some time to myself. Even when he's asleep I can't do everything I want. Except internet shopping. That I can do. :-)
I need to get more clothing to a charity shop. I cannot sort things if Little Boy is downstairs alone (unless he is asleep, which he is now not), and I certainly can't drop them to the shop during the day as I can't leave him in either the car nor the shop as I lug bags of clothing and aquired stuff back and forth. It is too much hassle to get him into the chest carrier before the drop-off and I haven't worked out the sling yet (though it will hopefully be easier to use than the carrier, which is only really useful if there are two adults available to wrestle him out of it).
The sofabed which followed us from the flat has been given to a friend who was moving into somewhere unfurnished and on her own, rather than being taken to the tip, which pleases us. Both because it is now out of our house and we can start to get Little Boy's room sorted out and because it has gone somewhere it can continue its life of usefulness. I hate wasting things by throwing them out when they are still perfectly useable.
On the other hand, I am now fully justified in buying very childish DVDs, as I can say that I have bought them for him. Most recently was A Muppets Treasure Island, which we enjoyed a few nights ago with popcorn and pizza. Not that LB was watching with that much interest. He was sucking his thumb *most* intently.
I continue to find it rather amazing that despite the fact that I have had no training, and had no inclination of broodiness when I was younger, just how easy it has been to know what each cry or burble means. I can only assume that the knowledge is instinctive. But then LB is a very easy baby to look after. Food, sleep, hugs and access to his thumbs is all he really requires. He's not a cry-y baby, and this is with the teething aches. He's just very chatty at the moment, and I'm using a lot of Dentinox.
What else is going on... Very little, really. As I've said - everything I do seems to be either for or about or because of LB. It's kinda worth it, though. Not that I would turn down the chance of getting some time to myself. Even when he's asleep I can't do everything I want. Except internet shopping. That I can do. :-)