Myself and the rabbit

I am off to buy breastpads and books from the supermarket. I know what you're thinking: how can a life of such glamour be contained in this humble blog? That is not the point. The point is this: I have twenty minutes exactly before I need to get back and give Timothy his car for … Continue reading Myself and the rabbit


Don't look now, but I think Henry might actually be sleeping in his crib. We haven't really cracked the sleeping thing yet, which is a shame, because me + not much sleep = crazy-haired lady with personality disorder. Among other things, in the past few days I have eaten an entire packet of Jaffa Cakes in … Continue reading Cribs

New Things

Week One with a newborn is over. We have survived. Our heads are bloody, but unbowed, etc, etc. Want to know the essentials? Here they are: In case you've ever wondered about the question of 'how long can you survive on two and a half hours sleep a night before you start to feel Really … Continue reading New Things