Bethany's Baby Babblings

We're experiencing our first illness. We are feeling very sorry for ourselves. I am so used to a joyful, giddy, smiley baby. It's breaking my heart to see such sadness in her eyes. Monkey really doesn't know what to do with herself. We're surviving on sips of water, YouTube videos of Elmo and lots of naps.

woo she rolled over! from her tummy to her back. and then she threw up. (i inadvertently made this post a haiku. most people write it in a baby book or take a photo to commemorate a milestone, i write accidental poetry on the internet...)

... 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.

Last night was non-eventful yet also eventful. My daughter spat up milk all over my new Harry Potter pyjamas. They have the Marauders Map on them so mischief was well and truly managed. Especially because it somehow got into my bra. We then had a cute family moment of watching the snow. Well me and Dale watched the snow, madam watched the light fitting. She's obsessed with them. We're hoping it's because she's going to be an interior designer and not because she's going to be as weird as her parents. Miss Fussy Pants then wouldn't settle for love nor money (probably because she's just all about the milk and at this moment in time she didn't want any; therefore sorting her out was guesswork) So to keep her quiet for 10 mins I laid her down on the bed with me. She stared at me. I interpreted this as a challenge to a staring competition. I lost miserably. Turns out babies don't blink very often and it's rather unnerving.