Phew... survived the hardest 48 hours yet with Jess feeding every 20-30 minutes for 2 whole days and screaming in between. I was near collapse yesterday and started wishing i didn't have a baby... 
then... miraculously... she just fell asleep at 8pm last night and woke up TWICE ONLY in the night, and briefly at that. I slept 5 hours in a row at one point!!!! (She was like this initially, before she turned into crazed milk monster - i thought i was going to have the easiest baby ever! hah) No rhyme or reason to what's going on, i am just rolling with it... last day of boyfriend's paternity leave today so at least he will have a happy awake girlfriend for it!
gave her first proper bath yesterday, she loved it, so cute (though did have to fit it in very quickly between 2 mega-feeds)
she is 2weeks old today
we have been out loads of times, boyfriend thinks it's v impressive, but i am still restless and impatient to get out again properly. we have been out to the market once, for about four short walks round the river, been to 2 different parks, out for lunch 3 times now (just to say fuck you! to the people who claimed i\d never eat out again) and to the children's centre for midwife appts 3 times. got newborn hearing test at the hospital wed and midwives have asked me to demonstrate how to bath her / change nappy at an antenatal class this week too (i hardly feel qualified tto do this!!!)
sounds like a lot, actually! no wonder i'm tired... still trying to master the moby sling, not very confident yet, though she is happy in it
really miss exercise but have promised boyfriend will wait till november. I miss my clothes. i am well small for maternity clothes but about a size too big for my jeans i think. i know i shouldn't really expect more than this at this point but oit would be such a boost to be able to wear real clothes again.... silly squid, focus on the important stuff,
going to catch up now, scuse typing, no good one-handed.