Evening all ... am just on my way to bed!
The one glass of wine is enough to make me feel like I've had the whole bottle at the mo'!
We tried dd on a bottle of ebm last night - not terribly successful - although that may have something to do with her feeding almost constantly from 6.30am to 10.30pm yesterday ... I was exhausted, and so was she, poor love! - will keep persevering though - the thought of dh being able to give the late evening feed while I snooze is enough of an incentive!
My sister came over this afternoon, took one look at me and dh, and took both ds and dd out for an hour - dd was asleep, so we put her in the pram, and ds took his bike - they had a whale of a time at the park! It's times like this when I really appreciate my sister: most of the time, she just drives me nuts!
I had definitely forgotten what a treadmill the first few weeks were - I'm glad I'm not the only one bursting into tears at the slightest thing!
My wound is still gaping a bit, so I'm going to give the MWs a ring back tomorrow, and ask if I can pop up for somebody to check it.
Glad we're all surviving ... in one way or another!