7 weeks

Julius Becker. You little champ.

With his cousins

Holy moly this little angel is treating his Mama so well. He sleeps. He feeds. He makes cute baby noises. He is making this baby thing feel like a walk in the park compared to having a 2 or 4 year old or 6 year old (and all of the above!)

A typical day sees him wake up between 5 and 6am for a big feed, then he’ll sleep til between 7 and 8am. Then he’ll have another feed and be happy in his rocker while we all get ready around him. There’s no real routine for his day other than I feed him whenever he wants it and he has long and short sleeps. He usually has a 3 hour sleep in the afternoon and then he is awake til anytime between 7 and 9pm. I’ll feed him to sleep before 10pm and then he will either sleep through until 5ish or wake up at 2ish for a feed.

I know, right? Again, don’t hate me.

Also he does a huge burp and gets the hiccups after most feeds but it doesn’t seem to worry him. And he has started grabbing things. Like my necklaces.

Oh and most of the time I’ll just “put him in his rocker for a minute while I quickly do something” and he’ll put himself to sleep.

He really is a dream baby and we are all so so so in love. I truly thank God for him and my gorgeous kids and Hubs every single day. I’m such a lucky gal.

A record this year

This is the longest I’ve gone this year without blogging. But I have a good reason: I’ve been busy having a fabulous time with our nieces and Hubs’ brother. It has been SO amazing having them around this week. They are all lovely, easy company and the kids are having a blast. School holidays are so much better (and easier!) when shared with others.

I’ll do a proper recap soon, I promise ? Say cookies!

Don’t you…

…forget about me!

How could I forget this guy? My number one. My super star. Oh my heart xxx

He has been such a big help since Julius came along. He really does make me burst with pride xxx

Six week smirks

Six weeks and one hour ago, little Julius joined our lives and we fell in love.

Today he gave me some smiles to blog about.

He is feeding like an absolute champion which makes me happy and makes nights, so far, very manageable. He wakes up only once or twice over night for a big feed and then goes back to sleep with very little fussing. Sometimes he doesn’t even need a nappy change.

I know right? Don’t hate me. Just believe me that I’m truly appreciating it and soaking up the minutes and hours, just like I promised myself that I would.

These first six weeks have been beautiful and I have so many people to thank for that, mainly Hubs and my other gorgeous kids, my mum for helping out in the early days (and week leading up to it all), neighbours and friends for giving us delicious meals and bikkies, friends for helping with school pick up and drop off, Kate and the boys for coming up and sharing this time with us, and everyone else who has sent us love best wishes. We really do appreciate it all.

Bring on the next six weeks and beyond!

A fun fun week

Good times are being had with Kate and the boys here this week. There has been Lego play, colouring in, playground time, and today we hit the zoo.

Tomorrow we will head to the movies and Friday might be a beach trip. It’s just nice to have company for the kids and company for me. Oh and Kate does my washing.

I’m back!

After an 11 week hiatus I headed back to fit mum’s this morning. It hurt a bit but it felt good to get back into it. And apart from a dodgy shoulder everything went pretty smoothly. Time to set some goals!

This is my life

I love my kids. I love My Hubs. Life is exhausting and chaotic and messy and I wonder if it will ever be different or easier; I wonder if my house will ever be tidy, but it’s where we’re at right now and we’re in it together, me and Hubs. And that’s all that matters.

Our attempts at a family photo. Chance was not interested…

How dare you

To the bastards who tried to steal stuff from under our house last night,

How dare you. How dare you come into our home and help yourself to what isn’t yours.

How dare you fill me with fear and dread in my own home.

How dare you ruin the wonderful night out we had just been on to kick off Hubs’ birthday week.

Every noise I hear, my heart skips a beat and I want to run to the kids room to check on them.

How dare you make me worry about my kids even more than I already do, every second of every day.

How dare you make me feel like I need to lock my windows and deadbolt the doors.

How dare you make me feel like I want to move out of my own house.

Just how dare you.

Wifey