Hi guys, we've just got in from three days down south visiting dp's family and friends. Long journey home, we're all knackered! Whatever routine we may have been establishing has been wrecked by the time away and people constantly messing with him, and he's gotten a bit clingy to me now poor little sod!
Also didn't have many opportunities to breastfeed him what with lots of travelling, lots of sitting in people's front rooms doing polite chatting, and lots of little girls sitting with their faces a foot away from my boob as I'm trying to feed him so he's had more bottles than ever this weekend. Tomorrow I will sit and feed him all day to try and get my supply back up, joy.
Conkertree, James is having his jabs on thursday too, I sympathise. I think my health visitor will be there and she has offered to hold him while I stand outside and fret/cry/feel guilty for standing outside. Well, it's either that or stay in the room and burst into melodramatic tears, make a tit of myself and make James scared.
I assume doc will ask how I am at that appointment, but I've already been in and asked about contraception (though I bottled out of the coil fitting appointment cos I got cold feet) as dp and I were back at it after 3 weeks. I was oddly in the mood 3 days after the birth, I think because I was feeling so much better after feeling huge and achy for months! So our sex life is virtually back to normal if you don't count the inevitable interruptions from baby.
The weirdest thing is that when I asked dp "how is it now?" he said it feels better than before. I was like "huh?!?!?" lol I suspect the midwife stitched me up a bit tighter than she needed to! Maybe I should send her some flowers!
Anyway, on that rather rude note I'm off to bed. To sleep! Hope everyone had nice weekends, catch up tomorrow x