We’d heard so much about the three month mark being that mythical point where babies calm down and become much more manageable – is three is the magic number? Well, I’m not sure when it happened, but at some point approaching this month, Eliza did seem to get a whole lot easier. We can’t pinpoint…
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On the beach
Read moreWe’ve just arrived home from a long weekend in Bournemouth, where the sun actually shone for us, for a change. We were there to help my brother move house (although my contribution to helping mainly involved sitting around and feeding the baby – the most important job though, right?).
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It’s been twelve weeks…
Read more…yet this balloon still hasn’t deflated (and obviously I’m very reluctant to take it down). Happy nearly three month birthday, Eliza!
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That’s my boy…
Read moreToday Eliza and I took a trip back to King’s College Hospital for my final post-pregnancy appointment at the haematology clinic. It was strange being back with a baby this time, especially considering the amount of time I’d spent there before she put in an appearance. Anyway, here’s a conversation which took place today, with…
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Our afternoon out with Nick
Read moreWe’re just back from our Easter break in Bournemouth, which was Eliza’s first trip out of London (she slept through the night twice – it must have been the sea air as she’s not repeated it since). However, the week before saw a visit from my friend Nick – eagle-eyed readers of this blog may…
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Cow / baby
Read moreEliza in her Cowshed baby towel (from my Shiny Red workmates). Possibly one of the cutest things ever; also, one of my favourite photos of her so far.
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Eliza, one month
Read moreSo Eliza is now a month old – and what a month it’s been. The three of us celebrated this mini-milestone in style with cake and a few choruses of Happy Birthday. Having a baby is everything everyone’s told you, and at the same time, nothing like it at all: it’s relentless, unpredictable, good, not…
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