Day One Hundred

Very. Tired.

It’s been a week now of gassy nights that continue into the morning and stop around noon. The days are starting to feel long and my fantasies are now all about a place where I can go to hand him over to take a nap.

Today we met the mother’s group in the park and when Gus had a bout of pain one of the mums (Andie) took him for a bit. Lovely, lovely woman.

3 thoughts on “Day One Hundred

  1. Wish I’d made it to the park, but we were looking for a house!

    And sister, yes. We’re having those nights too. Last night I was up eight times with Louis’ gas. I’m ready to scream.

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