12 days since he entered this world. Wow. It feels like much longer. The first week is really the hardest. I am full of hormones, full of ups and downs. I am Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde. One moment sweet, the next moody and angry. It's time to get out into the sunshine I think. I've been cooped up inside for too long. Right now my son has carried in a chestfull of toilet paper. His dad is going to be sooooo upset at him. It doesn't make me happier either. The baby is on my lap snoozing after a good breastfeed. Thankfully I have this part under control. It's not as painful to feed anymore and he's putting on weight so yay for me and him. We're having rice paper rolls for lunch. I can't wait cos it's yummy and mum gave me a jar of her chilli dipping sauce. It's the next best thing to slice bread. Speaking of slice bread I am thinking of buying a bread maker. Should I? We go through a loaf and a half a week on slice bread. If I made our own we could save mone...
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