Hello everyone, goodness, it's all going on here. OK, so, in brief:
bundle - meant to say before that I love those trousers. So much so that a pair may find their way into my wardrobe.
batters, most amused by your chatty dp. I assume it was our dear, newly-elected mayor whom he was berating? Surely there can't be more than one incompetent, foolish Boris in the public domain (unless of course Boris is the name of your dog )
duchess, love Archie (and Archard - so much better than Archibald).
Olive, that's wonderful news about the offer, crossing fingers and toes for you ...
And again, thanks for all wise words and reassurance about difficult first years. DP and I half-started to talk about things the other night, but it's tricky when you're watching the clock the whole time, counting down to the next feed. Must try to make some time for ourselves. There are some fundamentals that we need to address that were subsumed by the arrival of DS, and unfortunately now finding the time to address anything is nigh on impossible ... But I guess we need to just not put too much pressure on each other, or the relationship, for now.
Went to get my hair cut today in preparation for a wedding on Saturday (first real social outing since DS pitched up), so am feeling rather sleek and lovely this afternoon. DS is also on particularly good form today, so we're both in good moods (he is in his bouncy chair gurgling at my knee as I type). Have eaten toast and honey, a chicken sandwich, an apple and a chocolate brownie - no idea what to have for tea tonight. Eggs, perhaps.
What grim weather. Off to check the BBC forecast for the rest of the week ...