CharlieBeth's "My Life As Mumma Walker"

Yesterday Yorkie has an appointment at the docs, just a check up with the nurse as he's changed surgeries to be in the same practice as me and Jack. We packed Jack up in his car seat all nice and warm - which made him scream the place down "STOP DOING STUFF TO ME!" style. Finally got everything together and got into the car... and nothing. It wouldn't start. Can't blame the car though... On Sat we went shopping at Asda and when we got back with a ton of shopping Yorkie suggested I took Wee Man in and got him settled while he sorted out un packing the car and putting stuff away. So in I went with Jack leaving, I assume looking back, my car door open because my hands were full of car seat, change bag and handbag. Yorkie brought in the shopping. My door must have swung almost closed by itself as it tends to do if it's windy. It looked closed. And normally I do check and lock it. This time I didn't. It was open just slightly for over 48 hours. Just enough for

I've just had a very sad phone call from my Mum. Allen, a good friend and colleague of my Mum's at Towneley, and who came to mine and Yorkie's wedding in his Towneley costume, passed away early this morning. He's been unwell for a while, but would not talk about what was wrong. For a while he disappeared and had Mum and many of this other friends in the area worried, but eventually turned back up not wanting to talk about why he's been away or why he seemed so ill. His religion also meant that he would not seek medical help anyway. As of yet we do not know why he passed away. I would ask that you take a moment to think of Allen, especially those of you who had the pleasure of meeting him.

We've had something of a nightmare weekend, but before people start to fret, Jack is fine. He just had us thinking that he wasn't for a while! Thu evening Jack started up his usual 9.30 scream session, which usually means "I wanna go to bed!", but this time he wouldn't settle down at all. He was constantly hungry but having trouble feeding, and what he did take he sicked up again shortly after. And his nappies were nasty... really nasty and over flowing very quickly. He wasn't sleeping more than a few mins at a time which meant that me and Yorkie were also not getting any sleep. By Fri morning I was getting wrung out so I called the Health Visitor for advice. I was told that we'd be better off going to the docs, so I rang up and made an appointment for that day. The only one available was lunch time so after a stressful morning we got him to the docs. She checked him out and tested his temp, which was up, and asked about the sickness and the full nappie

Got this in an email from Dave at work and felt it was good enough to share: This is a strictly mathematical viewpoint... it goes like this: What Makes 100%? What does it mean to give MORE than 100%? Ever wonder about those people who say they are giving more than 100%? We have all been to those meetings where someone wants you to give over 100% How about achieving 103%? What makes up 100% in life? Here's a little mathematical formula that might help you answer these questions: If: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z is represented as: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26. Then: H-A-R-D-W-O-R-K 8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98% and K-N-O-W-L-E-D-G-E 11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5 = 96% But, A-T-T-I-T-U-D-E 1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5 = 100% And, B-U-L-L-S-H-I-T 2+21+12+12+19+8+9+20 = 103% AND, look how far ass kissing wil

My days may all be merging into one on my mind these days, but some days are worth marking properly! And it seems that Jack agrees! It's just a shame he can't keep it on all day but he's already grown out of this sweet little shirt so it was on - photo - off again! But at least I got a good photo first. Happy St Georges Day folks!

So Jack will be one month old tomorrow... I have no idea where this last month has gone! Hard to believe that this time a month ago (just gone 2pm) I was helping Yorkie to hang wallpaper between contractions! Life seems to be settling into a routine now though - although it's bound to change now that I'm saying this. Jack likes his feeds about every 2 hours, he's getting used to having his nappy changed after being fed (when he's less likely to scream the place down because he's being cleaned). At night you can almost set your watch by him: 11pm, 1am, 3am, 5am for a feed and change, then back down to sleep. Apart from 5am when he wants to stay up (grr). I'm even managing to do more through the day now. Dull stuff, but every little thing is an achievement. Like, managing to do 2 or 3 loads of washing, stack the dishwasher, cook tea... Yesterday I even had time to put some make-up on before going out with Jack for the afternoon (but no time to take it off before

The health visitor came round again yesterday to check Jack over. Bad news is his bum. Poor little mite has thrush on his butt so she's given us some cream for that which will hopefully sort him out - it explains why he hates nappy changes so much, they probably hurt him! Good news is he has gained a whole pound since the last visit (which was monday last week)! So, after being born 9lb 13, losing an initial 13oz (within 10% so perfectly normal), he's gained 6oz, and then another 1lb! It makes him 10lb 6oz (which was MY birth weight - whole new respect for my poor mother!!!) I knew he was bigger... He looks it, feels it, and EATS like it! It seems like all I do is feed Jack and it's clearly doing him good. Yorkie went back to work yesterday. It feels odd not having him around, but I haven't had to deal with being on my own with Jack yet since Dad and Fay are here. Looks like our first day just the two of us will be Monday as Mum's over on Friday when Dad and Fay le

Last night my little Jack stopped being the youngest in the family as my sister-in-law Rachel gave birth to her 3rd son! New Baby still doesn't have a name, and I don't have all the details yet (as I was feeding Jack when the call came though) but mother and baby seem to be doing well. Congrats Rachel! Give him a love and a cuddle from us!

I have actually started to write this blog about half a dozen times in the last week, but things crop up - like Jack needed a feed or a nappy change - and I wind up cancelling and starting again days later! Hee hee hee! Never before have I had something take me away from the computer to effectively, especially something that I enjoy spending time with more (even my hubby because we compute together). My first two weeks of parenthood have been lovely. I'm tired out and look a mess, but I seem to be coping well enough with having a baby. I cannot stress enough how much Yorkie has helped out though, without him it would be a very different story! He does SO much! He's first one up, passes me Jack for his first feed of the day, usually ends up doing the first nappy change, then goes off to feed the cats, put the previous day's cloth nappies in the wash, brings me the dry nappies from the last wash, brings me breakfast, then minds Jack while I have a wash. Through the day I do