don't know how heavy GG is now. have been given an italian weighing scale by a friend who is leaving the country who had it foisted on her by interfereing ILs (recognise those SHH ). I can't even switch it on, so I guess I will have to brave a baby clinic sometime soon as people are asking more and more! I don't feel like he's very big at all, as i'm so used to him and he is actually almost slender to look at sometimes as he is longer than he is heavy. Then when we went to register the birth, he was surrounded by these weeny teeny creatures in the waiting room!
School is back in on Monday so I should have more time with the baby in the week. It's been hard neglecting him so much, as he really does like to 'play' this little one.
I have a glorious restful day lined up today. ds1 has gone with dp to grandparents. All i have to do today is curl up and try to shake this cold and look after GG, who is a simple wee man to look after, TOUCH WOOD, as the colic weeks really start soon. I am really looking forward to giving him a bath and a massage. Yesterday I had the time to do just his legs, and he loved it, and then slept like a log after it.
I also don't have to cook anyone elses food today! So I can indulge myself in choice and time. I am going to make a bright green soup out of the unfinished pea shoots and asparagus for lunch and then have a really, really spicy tea.
All i need now is a massage for my poor sore shoulders (all that BF in random places with no support). But I can't be arses to seek one out.
Here's to laziness and autonomy and time (almost) alone!