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I intended on taking part in NaBloPoMo this month. You can see how well that’s turning out for me.

I am writing this whilst rocking side to side, in the hope that my little dude (fastened securely to my chest) will go to bloody sleep. Indeed, Oliver has gone from super easy laid back baby to a super intense ball of woe in the space of a few weeks. Even putting our feeding issues aside, everything seems to be bothering him lately.

— pause to mop up regurgitated milk —

Where was I? Ah yes. Oliver. He appears to be teething, and unlike Isabel who took it in her stride for the most part, he mostly just cries, drools and chews. The extra drool is making his spewing worse (he’s gone from happy-chucker to sicking up viciously acidic curdled milk) which in turn means he won’t sleep lying down. For 3-4 nights last week I only slept for 20 minutes at a time because as soon as I put him down he woke. I’ve managed to get some sleep by propping him up on a pillow half an inch from my face (the proximity is mostly because I’m panicking, probably irrationally, about a young baby being that close to a pillow).

The extra vom is making him resist feeds which makes him grumpy which stops him sleeping which makes him more grumpy which causes crying which makes him windy which makes him grumpy… you can probably see where I’m going with this.

So anyway, as you can imagine this is having a knock on affect on day to day. I’m star … mop up puke #2 … starting to have problems keeping track of my temper which makes me grumpy and naggy with Isabel. Work is slowly slipping behind, and that in itself stresses me which makes the above worse. I’m getting to the top of the work-mountain but it’s taking my evenings up and that’s not ideal for any of us.

It’s also Isabel’s birthday tea on Saturday and I’ve done absolutely nothing for that yet. Oh, the stress.

There’s not really a point to this post. I just wanted a good moan. As you were…

Jem Turner +44(0)7521056376

4 comments so far

  1. Han said:

    sounds like you need a hug, and a time machine.
    or a remote control that pauses time.

    have you given the secret weapon a go yet? I can’t recommend it enough. even if its just for reducing the mental stress!! it means you only devote half an hour a day to thinking ‘crap what do I do next’ instead of subconsciously worrying about it.

  2. mumblies said:

    Ollie sounds like he is suffering from GERD. You might want to mention this to your Doctor next you see them. They may have a solution or some sound advice. With regards to Izz’s party you only have to ask and we will do what we can to help.

  3. Vera said:

    Perfectly reasonable *lends ear/shoulder*. I often feel much better after moaning and moping about some stuff to my best friend.

    Wow… you wanted to participate in NaBloPoMo? Me too… and then I spent two weeks trying to write two different blog entries. Only managed one. :(

    Awww… so sorry about Oliver. He must be feeling terrible. Hope his pain’ll pass soon. :(

  4. Stephanie said:

    Jem, much as your kids are giving you trouble right now, you are intense and a lot of us tech girls look up to you because you are doing what we all hope to be doing eventually: working on awesome things and having a family.


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