Mother. Tired. Bruised by baby. Father. Tired. Aching body.

I am so tired I am mostly going to communicate in pictures. Like a monkey. Or someone found living wild in a forest for 20 years. Or the makers of The Artist.

This is how I slept last night and the night before. (I am the big one. The baby is the splat in the middle)

Until I had a panic and thought to do this in case the baby fell out of bed.

Why?

Because of this

Where was my husband you may ask?

Here he is.

Lying cold and shivering on the floor in Edward’s bedroom.

Why?

Because of this.

and this

Tonight husband and I are doing this

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6 Responses to Mother. Tired. Bruised by baby. Father. Tired. Aching body.

  1. Ariel says:

    Love this 🙂 – particularly hanging on to the baby’s leg so it won’t fall out of bed LOL and boy have I been there too. Enjoy your wine, you deserve it.

  2. Fi says:

    Awesome blog, I love the pictures and you definitely deserve a drink or 4 tonight xxx

  3. Great blog. I like you. You are funny.

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