Little E is now an entire month old and I’m not sure how the weeks have flown by already. We are very much in the feed, sleep and change nappy cycle and we spend more than a few days a week in dressing gowns and pjs. I realised today that I only seem to go out properly about once a week, when I’m chauffeured about by the Other Half. For now, it’s lovely but I do miss driving a lot. Another few weeks and I’ll be back behind that wheel.
At one month old Little E still seems a calm cool baby. Nappy changes and babygrow changes are the work of evil though. He will scream the entire house down until those poppers are shut again. Then calm cool baby resumes once more. The neighbours who really don’t really like babies at all are probably hating us right about now.
I think we’ve hit that wall of tiredness. The one where you walk about like a zombie and spend the entire day thinking about where your next nap is going to come from. Second time is easier in a way but it still hits you like a tonne of very tired bricks. And when playtime is 10 till 2am each night it’s hard to keep up with our little party animal night after night.
I know each month will fly by at super lightning speed so this time round I’m not going to wish the months away impatiently wanting him to start playing or sitting up or crawling. The baby bubble, for all its tiredness and zombieness, is rather nice.
(Week 14 of Project 52 and linking up to Sunday Photo)