The day after we returned home (March 10th – I’m a bit behind on posts) I took the rest of the week as holiday. Well…if you can call it that. It was a tiring week, I’ve got to say. Actually, “tiring” doesn’t really do it justice….”exhausting” is a far better word.
We haven’t really settled into a good enough routine yet and we are feeding him every 3 hours. The problem is that he takes ages to feed, and before you know it, it’s feeding time again!
I definitely need to be going to sleep earlier though – never realised I needed that much sleep. I used to be quite a light sleeper and suffered from a bit of insomnia. Now, when my head hits the pillow I’m completely conked out! That’s what babies do to you.
I tell you what, after just that one week, I could never criticise stay-at-home mums. The stress levels are through the roof! You need to have the patience of a saint – and that’s just to deal with me.
As I mentioned previously though, maybe it’s not a bad thing going back to work….
