Sorry to give such a depressing title, I rarely "do" tired but I have good reason today... Sam home from Glasgow last night, arriving at Euston 11.45. Even before he left there were train delays.... turned into a TOTAL nightmare, with cancellations, changing trains, even a fatality and he eventually arrived at 3am.
I had stayed up late as I was really worried that he would be stranded in Preston or somewhere en route. So I wasn't able to settle until I was sure he was on the move to London. I then woke at 2.30 and he was nearly in london so I got up and dressed and drove to get him..... Thats what i call dedication!, especially as I had to get up at 6.45 and have a full long day at work.....
Anyway got him safely home so I could relax and sleep, even for a short while.
Just in case anyone is waiting to hear about the non pooing baby... good news ! pooing like a belter now. Baby has a posterior tongue tie so poor Mum is in agony at each feed so waiting to get it snipped on friday.
Fingers crossed that will sort it!
Oh I made this.... another snood!!!