Zonked out on milk E cuddles up to a handsome stranger
Elizabeth turned a month old on Saturday. And what a month it's been. Our little baby is getting big, filling out those baby grows that were so baggy in her first days, all chubby knees and elbows, fingers clamped shut in tight little fists. She cries more now and makes strange animal noises in her sleep, which is still very broken. Some nights she'll sleep for 4 hours straight, some for just an hour at a time. There's no predicting it. Unpredictability seems to pretty much sum our little lady up. When Matt was on paternity leave we managed a few trips out, watching the last of the Olympics in the sunshine, enjoying our little family and showing her off to friends and loved ones. But now it's just the two of us. It's hard work, that's for sure. The lack of sleep and routine can get to me, but we're figuring it out. On hot days, when there's nothing to do, we don't get dressed, hanging out in our underwear like two lushes drunk on milk and love. These are my favourite times.
Navy Liberty Print Beadnell Jacket
