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Low key weekends equals cool midday baths..
The Easter holidays were tame but definitely not quiet.
- Oakli had her 6 week needles and and it seemed more painful to watch her scream than to get the needle ourselves 😢.
- I had mastitis over Easter and the Easter bunny almost didn’t deliver the goods to Willow.
- Oakli now smiles and coos every morning and we love it’s the first stage of interaction with her.
- Willow and I went out by ourselves and it was super exciting plus equally exhausting.
- I gave into the pacifier and drink two coffees a day now to survive.
- Car rides are less stressful.
- Watching too much tv and staring at my phone way too long between feeds started eating away at my soul SO…
- We ventured to the park but that was a big deal (pram, public breastfeeding and other screaming kids) but so worth the fresh air!
- 4 hours is the longest stretch of sleep yet!
We woke up like this! Happy 2 months old Oakli!
We’re having a good day over here (sleepy baby) so I thought I’d fit in another post about a few shows I’ve watched on Foxtel (Lifestyle channel) lately to help pass the time.
Rachel Hunter’s Tour of Beauty – Living out my final days in Greece was always an idea and this particularly episode just confirmed it. I encouraged Mandrew to watch it and I think we’d like to plan future trips here together now.
The Secret Life of Four Year Olds – Absolutely hilarious – one for all parents to watch!
One Born Every Minute– Lastly I am still madly watching birthing documentaries.
I just figure I need to get something out of my system :-p
All I’ve known is just Willow’s baby face until Oakli came along and suddenly her face seems a whole lot more grown up. The first couple of weeks postpartum I was pretty hormonal amongst other things and just the thought of Willow and I not sharing our bedtime rituals just made me cry (and it usually takes alot for me to cry). We’re nearly 5 weeks into our new life as a family of 4 and I give her credit for brushing off my tired and snappy ways when most of the time she just wants to help with her baby sister (bless her). She turned 8 last Tuesday and even though her baby face is fading, I remind her always, she’s forever my first baby.