It's three weeks since my due date and that gorgeous last date with Mike. I literally can't believe how upside down our world has been turned by this little fella and not just practical things, like making sure I eat or being able to go to the toilet in piece and quiet, but emotional things too. I spent at least the first week feeling completely overwhelmed by how gorgeous he was. I'd look at him and start crying just because I thought he was beautiful, or I'd be singing him a song and cry during the nice bits!
Other than being totally knackered and crying at the slightest thing, I'm generally amazed at how little time I have. When he's asleep the first thing I do is sleep too. If I'm not bothered about sleeping (which is hardly ever), I'm cleaning the breast pump, bottles and nipple shields (I'll fill you in