Bethany's Baby Babblings

... I am addicted to the taste of my laxative medicine (don't ask why I'm on this, you don't want to know because, did I mention, childbirth is HORRIFIC) ... baby farts are bloody hilarious ... there's nowt nicer than your child falling asleep on your tummy... until you need a wee/want to change the TV channel/are gasping for a brew ... I am getting far too used to wiping my daughters sick/bogies/etc on to my clothes (why is the muslin square* nowhere to be found when you need it?!) * my mother in law amusingly called these 'Muslim towels' once so obviously we know constantly take the piss out of her for it and call them prayer squares.

Being a parent involves finding your child's bodily functions absolutely fascinating and taking photos to show people. And these said people actually do not give a shit. Like my husband dislodged this bogie from our child's nose and saved it to show people. Imagine if he did that with his own bogies, I'd be filing for divorce (saying that he did once keep a nose hair he pulled out and I wasn't even phased. In fact I was impressed because it was SO LONG!) Enough about my husband's nose hairs; be grateful readers that I haven't taken photos of my daughter's nappies. Although weirdly she always poos out in the open rather than in her nappy. Or maybe that isn't weird. I don't know.