Not the birthday post I intended

Wednesday, 13 January 2010

Not the birthday post I intended

Babies don't care, do they? They don't care if you are vomiting copiously from food poisoning, or knackered because your toddler has molars coming in, or if it's 4am and not a good time for a baby to do a projectile poo that necessitates an entire clothing change. And they certainly are no respecters of Mummy's birthday. Come sun or showers or the two inches of snow we had this morning (yes I know for most of the Northern Americas this is not at all unusual but in the UK it means EVERYTHING STOPS as two of my good friends have described in the last couple of weeks of our 'big freeze') they want to be fed, and entertained. And to sleep occasionally (although not my baby).

I was planning a year in review kind of post but that will have to wait as the last 3 days I have been laid low by a nasty bout of food poisoning so I'm not up to the full introspection required. Luckily it doesn't seem to have affected breast milk supply and indeed I've had some super evening pumping sessions so who knows what my body thought was going on.

So to today. Junior did shoot me a little free pass and slept from his 'dream feed' til 4 am this morning which was nice, and then he just wanted the above mentioned full body clean (not that he wanted it, but it was required), and a quick feed. After that he wanted to hang out and chat but I'm not really up for that at that time of the morning so he went back in his cot and chatted to himself for 30 minutes before eventually crashing out again and sleeping til 730. Not a bad night as our nights go.

Pob arrived in our bedroom at 730, handed me a card and then demanded presents. She was ok that they were for me, but wanted to open them herself. She is delighted with the fresh snow and could hardly wait to put on her snow gear and get out there.

I seem to be better enough to contemplate going out to dinner tonight as planned with H. I don't know where we're going but H says they are definitely open tonight and I'm looking forward to a bit of time together. It's been too long.

It's not a bad day so far.

Posted at 11:07 in Good heavens, I'm a mother, Junior, Pob | Permalink