We’ve been up to all sorts over the past couple of days. On Sunday we had an NCT reunion with all the Dads, which was really nice because we girls see each other all the time, but the Dads haven’t been reunited since before the babies were born. A lovely afternoon spent with Eddie holding William for me while I grazed the buffet, had a couple of glasses of wine and caught up with the girls.
On Monday we had our last Baby Massage class – THANK THE LORD. Talk about a tortuous 4 weeks. NEVER again. This week I had to wake poor Will up from a 2 hour sleep (he’d passed out in the Baby Bjorn out walking and I unpacked him and left him fast asleep on our bed in his pram suit, happy as Larry) which he was less than impressed about. When we got there he just wasn’t having any of it and screamed his head off, so we spent another sesh banished to the corner feeding until it was time for coffee and biscuits.
Today it was the weekly gallop around Cannons, fortunately without driving rain this week and Will was such an angel that I actually managed to stay for lunch and a natter. I am so lucky to have the NCT girls, without them I’d definitely be rotting at home going mad with boredom. Next week – Tums, Bums and Thighs. I made the hideous mistake of standing on the scales again this week, I can’t believe I actually weigh as much as I do.
In other news, Will’s mysterious rash has finally been diagnosed as ezcma, poor little mite. So he has to be coated in various types of goo over the course of the day to try to keep it at bay. Added to that he also has cradle cap, so all in all I’ve got a greasy, scaly, flaking boy on my hands….
….but he’s still the most beautiful baby I’ve ever seen 🙂
William's First Year 