Is it my imagination...?
...or is this the busiest baby ever to occupy a woman's insides? I feel as though I am being permanently pummeled with tiny hands and feet - and possibly the odd headbutt. I'm sure I never felt as much as this with O - any second timers out there, is this normal or is our new baby destined to be an ADHD nightmare as my husband fears?
In happier news, we are now fully hooked up to the digital TV revolution thing that's been going on for ages without us. It wasn't the aerial, but the supposedly helpful (but suspiciously ancient-looking) booster box in the spare room! I can now watch CBeebies with impunity - or at least plonk O in front of it for a much needed rest...
posted by clarey b @ 3:07 PM
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This one decides to get busy whenever I lie down. I don't know what's going on in there: some DIY, some hoovering, some disco..
Eliott was like a bird in a cage on the inside. And not to scare you, but remember how calm and peaceful he was on the outside in those first few months....ahem.
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