evening all - well, it seems at the moment that one post a day is all i can manage -pinned under dd who will not be put down. she is a funny little thing - sleeps for three hour stretches (on laps, tummies or chests, but not in cot or pram or anywhere else) and then feeds for hour and a half stretches. i worry that her tummy will explode.
am v tired today - a pretty rough night with four hours of continuous, inconsolable crying. am a bit overwhelmed, really, i think. but so is she, i guess, hence the crying.
anybody else's house look like a dope smoking student's? my living room is full of chocolate, cold half-drunk cups of tea, little piles of books and clothes (gifts for dd) and the curtains are sort of drawn because i don't want to flash my frighteningly large breasts at my elderly next door neighbour while engaged in the ongoing struggle to get dd to latch... (she gets overexcited which means she can't do it and then we have wailing and sometimes it gets into this terrible feedback loop of my anxiety and hers...) and i never leave, and the tv seems to overstimulate the small one in the evenings. so it's just music, which reminds me of my youth when i didn't have a tv... i feel slightly like i'm in the twilight zone, really...
lord, i do go on.
on the pet front, my cats are not speaking to me as they've been banished from half of the house because i don't want them sleeping in cots/prams etc. i think it may be years before we reach detente.