Morning ladies,
Hope we get some good news from Puzzle soon.
DH has kindly passed on to me his foul, phlegmy, chesty cough, so I feel even grimmer than before. And A has decided that night time is party time: he woke me up at 1am to feed, but then woke up again around 3:30, fed on and off till 4, and then was really, really wide awake till about 6. It is now 9am, he's sleeping soundly and DS1 is playing cafés, bringing me plates of dead leaves from my neglected ficus plant.
Swali, the idea of sex every day for a year is just exhausting, frankly. Fortunately DH is feeling a bit crap with this cold: last night he vaguely muttered about how it would be a shame if we didn't have a sex life, and then yawned hugely and went to sleep in his study, where he has been sleeping since A began all this night time nonsense.
WFH, nice to have you back. Your weaning list is impressive. Sorry about your disastrous weekend in London.
Springy, what film(s) did you watch last night then?