Well a few things may have.
We now have a good reason for being late.
Washing has gone from a couple of times a week to at least five days in seven.
I never thought it would happen but we now have conversations about poohs.
I now understand and appreciate the generosity of people to those who have had a new child.
I never used to have freezer dinners ... now they are a treat.
I appreciate the hours that Jo puts into being a great mum. (I just wanted to say that)
I thought I would be able to resist talking in the tongues of babies ... just call me weak.
I am now a pram geek.
I now qualify to shop in the baby aisle at the supermarket.
I know what nursing pads are.
I can happily spend hours looking at Ida and marveling that every day she changes and grows.
Changing nappies is not a favorite pastime but the happiness of a clean nappie cannot be over-rated.
So as I said nothing has changed (that I'm aware of)
I think you mean that the happiness of a clean nappy cannot be over-rated.
But I vaguely remember what you mean. Very nice post. Glad to see you're adapting and surviving
Ian
Hi Johannes
Thanks for posting this. It sent me down memory lane for a bit. I used to love watching the girls sleep, it was so peaceful and relaxing to just sit there studying their little features. I'd look up and an hour had gone by...and wonder how could this be.
I'm sorry to say that the washing doesn't get any better as they get older
Love to you all
Sonya
Darn! I thought that we were only months away from Ida being self catering and doing her own laundry.
Thanks
Johannes