Sunday, May 29, 2011

The Weekly.







It's Sunday morning, the babies are asleep, Nye is asleep, I am sitting at my desk, panicking. There is no smell of bagels or steam from freshly made coffee, just the hum of my hard drive and the sweet scent of anxiety. Oh and the growling of my stomach for an ikea biscuit does not a breakfast make. But there's So. Much. Work. To. Do.  I'm on top of it really. Sort of. I think. Probably. And yet here I am, editing wedding photos at 8.30 on a Sunday morning. 
This week Ella has mostly been growing teeth (two at once, the girl's hardcore), learning to bounce, not sleeping, screeching quite a bit and making odd noises with her tongue. She has also been doing solid poo. Only someone who has stood at a changing table, immobilised by the dilemma 'do I wipe the liquid shit off my head or my daughter's first?' can appreciate the beauty of a solid poo. 
Amelia has been mostly just hanging (she doesn't bounce), splashing, rolling and learning to eat. It seems all I needed to do was blog about how she wouldn't eat at all.  Oh, and the night after I wrote this? Slept all night.

Nye has mostly been adjusting to a life where finishing fixing up the flat isn't his number one priority. As such he has moved into the living room cupboard where he has set himself up a desk, two computer screens and has tacked a Sisters of Mercy poster to the filing cabinet. Yes, that's right, my husband has a Man Cave. 
Aside from panicking (see above) I have been  mostly sniffing the babies. And rubbing my face against their heads, which are getting fluffier.

14 comments:

  1. those little tights!!! GAHHHH!!!

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  2. My man also has a Man Cave in the living room cupboard. Although I think it's a Guns and Roses poster on the door! Not ideal when it's pretty much the only storage in the whole flat

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  3. 1. Oooh to the skirt/tights combo in first pic. 2. Love the second, so much character and happiness and 3. Can it really be called a Man Cave if there is...a *bumbo* on the desk?

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  4. That's not his Man Cave, that's our kitchen table!

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  5. Know that feeling all too well. Wonder what I did with all that spare time before the babe.

    DB needs a big man cave desperately, preferably in the far corner of the back yard. I am sick to death of having to move guitars, strings, pedals and other contraptions off the couch, kitchen table, spare bed...

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  6. The babies playing with each other are killing me. And we need a picture of the Man Cave.

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  7. Oh my god tutus. Baby feet and tutus in the same place.

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  8. you take the best baby pictures. they are so original and organic feeling. I think Amelia should stay in that dangly thing all the time as it's pretty much the most adorable thing I've ever seen.

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  9. Tights and skirt! Drooly baby! Sisters playing!

    <3

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  10. i refuse to comment on a post about poo

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  11. I love these weekly accounts. They are glorious.

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  12. Seriously- your girls are the best dressed babies around! I need some tips! Where do you get their clothes, particularly that black tutu?!

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play nice.