Life after three months
I lost count of how many people told me this would get easier at the three month mark. I longed for the time when I could be awake during daytime hours, when the weight of my boobs didn’t give me back ache and I had time in the morning for more than a cursory encounter with the shower. However, I feared putting too much on this hope in case it turned out to be unreliable; a bit like the advice about shaking my baby’s bottom to stop him crying. It’s true – at least for me – there is something magical about three months and with the three month spring in my slightly lighter step I thought I’d share with you some of the pondering I’ve been doing: 1. 1) When you see a women in a supermarket with a baby she is living on the edge. There’s something about Lidl that Elias detests. Unless I can induce him into a full on sleep comma before we go in (careful nap timing required), he’ll cry and I’ll spend the trip asking myself questions like ‘do we need milk enough