Busy
Well, Tom is one month old today, which makes me realise how the days are flying by, unlike my blog posts.
I freely admit that my priorities have changed completely. Jane is a lot better, but I'm still doing a lot of the housework. Once I've cooked dinner, tidied up, watered the garden veg, played with Tom, done my bit with the nappy duty, and finally sat down for some "me time" the last thing I want to do is blog.
... Hang on Tom's crying ...
... Colic. Meh. Where was I? Yeah I don't want to blog, I just want to veg for a bit infront of the telly or an uncomplicated computer game. That and sleep. Ah, blissful uninterrupted sleep. I remember it well.
Sorry for the lack of content. But Beckys Web isn't going anywhere, if that's any consolation!
I freely admit that my priorities have changed completely. Jane is a lot better, but I'm still doing a lot of the housework. Once I've cooked dinner, tidied up, watered the garden veg, played with Tom, done my bit with the nappy duty, and finally sat down for some "me time" the last thing I want to do is blog.
... Hang on Tom's crying ...
... Colic. Meh. Where was I? Yeah I don't want to blog, I just want to veg for a bit infront of the telly or an uncomplicated computer game. That and sleep. Ah, blissful uninterrupted sleep. I remember it well.
Sorry for the lack of content. But Beckys Web isn't going anywhere, if that's any consolation!
Don't worry about the blogging, there's more important stuff to do.
:o)
You two enjoy the little one. They grow up fast.
what Calie says is true, that tiny magical innocence will soon be his own character, which is so very brilliant too, but different.
all the very best to this 21st Century nuclear family
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