Hey all. BBL hope your DS birthday went ok, brave lady!
lucieerin hello! I remember you too! Welcome back to you, and welcome to little Isaac and i shall join you as well, in the shattered club!
Also welcome back to you easy i was wondering where you had got to! (well of course, i guessed you might be a leeetle busy ).
DD is currently in my bed, with me, drinking milk and watching My Neighbour Totoro. We went to a friends house for tea, did not get back til 7:45pm and DD just would not settle. After the millionth time of creeping down the stairs, i was sitting up in bed feeding reuben, and saw her in the stairs from bed, i just thought oh sod it and said 'quick, get in bed before daddy sees you' and then 'daddy is coming past, pretend to be asleep!' but she could not, he just laughed. But she would not sleep, and she got upset and very shouty when i insisted she go to bed, so i just made her go for a wee, gave her a bottle of milk, told her she can talk as much as she likes as long as she whispers, and that she can stay up as long as she likes. She can even stay up all night if she wants 'i dont want to stay up that long mama' . So, i went to get a drink, and she followed me around talking, being very sweet actually, and now she is sat here, wide awake, while all i want to do is sleep, just like reuben is!
sleep is for the weak is the name of a thread i was on when DD was 6 months old, full of poor ladies whose children just would not settle, not so much advice giving, but hand-holding and commiserating together, knowing we were not alone! I remind myself of the expression whenever i feel tired!
Reuben has had a developmental jump in the last few days, he is very very alert, he hardly sleeps in the day, he laughs a big wide open mouthed laugh, has dimples on the sides of his mouth, it opens so wide it takes up most of his face and his eyes become half moon eyes, just like his sisters did. He kicks and thrashes his legs and arms with wide open eyes, and sometimes goes crosseyed focussing on a toy he has just bashed really hard, or if we shake it fast in front of him. He loves tummy time, has a very strong head, and rests perched on his elbows, until he gets tired, then he falls asleep on his front, naughty of us, but very cute. Oh and he also sucks his fist, fingers, and thumb, loves it alot.
I feel depressed. Properly depressed, to be honest, not sure how to get out of the rut i feel in, and not sure how i can explain it really. I get panicky feelings, can't place exactly why, well often i can, but often i cant. I have a sort of 'fear' of something i cannot put my finger on. It reminds me of that feeling you get when you go too bigh on a swing? Or over a bump in the car. I feel like, like something is about to go terribly wrong. Anyone else ever felt like that? Or feel like it now?
Sorry for the long post. As usual, cannot summarise well.