Bjorn Again!

As amusing the thought of the serious and scary ex-KGB agent, Putin, shaking his booty to Bjorn Again - that wasn't what I meant to write about here.

What I was going to write about is how fun and amazing life is with a baby who keep seeing things for the very first time, and EVERYTHING is exciting! The shade from a lamp, mummys feet, her own feet, daddys nose, her own nose, a funny noise, a bright picture, a song, blowing a raspberry, mummys silly dancing etc etc.

She really is very easily amused (and she may think the same about me as she makes me giggle all the time....)

Baby fluids....

...so today, all before 10.00... little baby E has pooed, peed, spat and thrown up on me....

Good thing she is so bloody cute!

Domestic nightmare...

Dreamt the other night that I was doing laundry on a Thursday instead of, what has become a new routine, on the Monday....

This is my new kind of nightmares. Accompanied with lots of variations of loosing our baby in supermarkets etc.

I need to get out more.

Animal Farm nr II

Little E is teething at the moment and attacking anything and anyone she can chew... like a little overexcited puppy.... a finger, a toy, a face (especially the chin), a sock, a chair leg.... and drooling like a St Bernhard...

I am still the cow... producing and feeding the milk, but am also an overprotective lioness as well as a meerkat - peering around each corner to make sure it is safe to enter with buggy.

The H is still the proud rooster.

I don't want the "breast feeding" phase to ever end... I can't wait for the "breast feeding phase" to end...

I don't want the "breastfeeding phase" to ever end because:

1. I know she gets all the nutrition she needs and don't have to worry about balancing foods etc...
2. I love the bonding with baby - it is actually a very nice feeling to breast feed (didn't expect this)
3. Practical. I don't need to pack food when going out. Is constant take aways...

I can't wait for the "breast feeding phase" to end because:

1. I can then run and do my gym classes without having to hold on to my bouncing, hurting chest...
2. I will be more flexible and the H can take baby E whenever, wherever...
3. I can booze freely again... (well, except for needing to be a responsible adult around baby E of course...)

This is on my mind because baby E is soooooo hungry now, and feeding every hour in the evenings so need to add some solids soon. She is also getting so big and clever with her hands so it starts being tricky to feed in public (pulling down my top etc...) Not to mention her very keen interest in anything I eat... it is like having a sad puppy watch my every bite...

Baby rice next week.

New Years resolutions....

Where does time go? How can baby E already be 4.5 months old? How can it already be middle of January 2009? I who was going to do so many many things on my maternity leave....

Don't worry, have already given up the idea of getting anything done in the daytime a long time ago... baby E is WONDERFUL, simply the best, but she requires all my attention and then some. The rewards are instant though - she is as happy as can be, and loves nothing better than goofing around with her mum or dad (...or anyone really if I am being honest...)

Made som new years resolutions to myself:

1. Do something NEW every week... this can be very trivial and simple, just something I have never done before. Last week this was to take baby E to baby swimming. She LOVED it!! Never seen her smile so big for so long and to be so active :-)

2. Cook more at home in general, and specifically try a new recipe per week so I can build up a bigger cooking repertoar (last week this was a very average mexican soup that I don't think will be repeated...)

3. Blog more.... I have so many thoughts to blog about, just finding it difficult to get the time to do it....

4. And of course the token weight loss and exercise resolution. I didn't gain much excess from pregnancy but have piled on the kilos from breastfeeding - or rather all the chocolate, energy drinks and cakes it has craved off me.... also want to get fit for the SKIING trip in March, and toying with the idea of entering the London Triathlon in August... hmmmm.. not promising that one, but is out there!

So there. No turning back now as they are made official on this blog!

Pyjama party!

The H had cooked a nice meal for us last friday night, and we were going to eat it "properly" by the table with some nice wine, and have a little bit of "us" time when baby E was sleeping. I went upstairs to put on something appropriate.

On my way down the stairs I start to giggle when I realize what I was wearing.

Appearantly "something appropriate" for a nice meal these days is a well used and over sized pyjamas and warm socks...