
I was awake at 7, had some breakfast, and listened to an episode of Doctor who. So a nice gentle start.
Lex woke at 8:30, and since then I have been with him every minute, enjoying the beauty of the parent/child bond, including literally five hours of trying to get him to sleep, something I totally failed at, and he mostly screamed through.
I haven't gotten a single thing done, and I only managed time to eat and drink because Lex can feed himself.
See? It's easy bitches!
*faints*
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I've lost count of the number of times I've said "work is sooo easy compared to looking after Clara all day (and night)!"
The only way I could consider having more children is if I go back to work earlier and for longer hours so I have less hours of exhausting time with them... (or find a partner who can help!)
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Last night I dreamed that we somehow ended up looking after second infant. It was highly realistic in that it was totally nuts. Only bit I didn't like was two lots of dirty nappies.
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We went to the breastfeeding mums group a couple of times, but once Sharon went back to work I didn't feel entirely comfortable being the only adult male going to breastfeeding mums. I don't think they would have had a problem, but I would have felt somewhat awkward, even though Lex's bottle would have been filled with breast milk.
My sanity is coping fairly well. Yesterday was hellish, but I'd actually had a solid sleep the night before, so did fine. Be interesting to see how I go today.
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BTW, don't you just love it when you spend 3 hours trying o get them to sleep to have them only stay asleep for 30 minutes? Seems to be something wrong in that work/reward quotient somewhere. :P
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