Six hours unbroken sleep? What's that?

Now, along with the rest of the parenting world (or most of them at least), I love my children. I would go so far as to say I would give my life for them. But I would dearly love it if they could devise a way of sleeping all the way through the night at the same time. When O's sleeping like a trooper, F's waking two or three times and vice versa. We've had three stints of six hours unbroken sleep in the last three months.

I blame teeth. What a hassle. Even though O is now past two and a half, we're still waiting for his last back molar. This process - we have now learnt - turns our lovely son into a bit of a demon. He becomes very aggressive, particularly towards his little sis, sucks anything in sight, loses his appetite, cries a lot and sleeps really badly. Today was a classic example - constant whingeing and twatting of said sister, dreadful getting to sleep and ate virtually nothing all day.

And I'm still feeding F. I know, I should have got her onto the bottle by now for my own sanity and energy levels, but hey, she loves it and I have to admit I'm more loathe to stop with her given that we're unlikely to have another baby (finances and selfishness!).

So, all in all I'm exhausted. Functioning alright, but exhausted. And spotty. My skin is worse now than it was when I was 16. I'm not exaggerating. I've tried acupuncture (not impressed) and am delaying the day when I go to the GP. I presume it's being run down and having hormones which are still a bit all over the shop (shame it's not a sex shop - that part of our lives has vanished for the time being).

Sorry if this is all a bit too much information but what's blogging for if not to exorcise a few niggles? Oh, and we've got to move house in four weeks too. Not that we know where to yet... Bums.

Busy, moi?

Gosh, what a ridiculously long time since I posted an entry! For those loyal readers amongst you, my apologies. I think I have a reasonable list of excuses... here goes:

1. Holiday in Italy with in-laws and a family wedding involved. Survived without too many mishaps although ma-in-law did catch me having a sneaky fag with her sister!! Hmm... my image as perfect daughter in law may have been compromised!
2. Notice from our landlord that we need to move out at the end of November. Totally unexpected but actually quite welcome in some ways. This old house is costing us a fortune and we're quite keen on trying another part of Bristol where we can satisfy our more bohemian tendencies...
3. Getting a job! After much soul searching, I've realised that I'm not really suited to the unpredictable world of freelancing. I was beginning to find the evening working and trying to write with Faye squawking at my feet all a bit stressful. Plus the pressure of having to find a certain amount of money per month to pay for O's pre-school was getting to me. So I contacted an old boss of mine and he just happens to need someone two days a week! Suits me. The only downside is that I'm going to have to put F in nursery sooner than I'd hoped. I've found one I really like and hope that the logistics aren't going to be too painful.

Other than all that, we've been ticking along. I seem to have regressed to being a teenager when it comes to my skin though - I have proper acne! I'm praying that it's hormonal and it will return to normal when I finally stop breast-feeding (a topic for a separate post I feel!) but at the moment, I could rival any 16 year old boy.

Must eat some supper... keep reading folks as I promise the next entry won't be another month away!