Welcome to my first post….

I have never ever handled having a cold very well and I have a terrible one at the moment. Having a cold or feeling poorly in general is soooo much harder now I have my son, not only the fact that I feel like a zombie (even more than usual!) but I know that in all likely hood that Ted is going to catch it too.

He is 8 months old now and has recently taken to not sleeping through the night… I can’t remember the last time I woke up after 3am. I have done my research and I know this is just a phase! According to #thewonderweeks Ted is entering leap 6 the leap of categories.

I absolutely love knowing when Ted is going through a leap. It allows me to help him too. The tired stressed mummy in me thinks “for goodness sake I just put you down you can see me! Give me some space” but with a bit of knowledge (and a few deep breaths) I know it isn’t his fault, he isn’t trying to wind me up, he is learning and he just needs to feel close to me.

That was my first blog post and it was a bit of a rambling rant I can admit. Hopefully the next one will be a bit cheerier.

This was taken a few days ago and I look tired enough there so I will save you the horror of a photograph of what I look like today.