We are doing alright, I think.
The nights are a bit patchy - Leo seems to sleep in four or five hour chunks, which is great - but he does take a couple of hours to go back to sleep in the early hours. That's okay - we have a kind-of-routine sorted which allows for it. And on the advice of Mrs Doubtfire the doula we have found*, we have got a bath-bottle-bed routine that gets him to sleep at about seven. He wakes up about eleven for another feed/nappy change and again at some point between three and five, depending on how good we've been at getting him back to sleep earlier on.
We have been doing a lot of travelling round this week - we've been taking him to see a cranio-sacral therapist on the Wirral to help with his feeding. I will do a separate post about this, as after I mentioned feeding in my last post I have had loads of responses re the pros and cons of breast-feeding that have been really useful and I'd like to address it in a bit more depth.
We had our first overnight visitors on Friday and Saturday (*waves*) - it worked really well. B is just doing the washing up and the recycling and then we are going to go up and spend a couple of hours in the garden. The greenhouse needs the tomatoes pulling out and I want to gather the green ones for chutney. And the chickens need cleaning out REALLY badly - we are going to take the carry-cot up and put it in the greenhouse and hope that Leo stays asleep. Or at least wakes up and is prepared to help ... .
I should add that B is going to do most of the actual work, because I'm still a bit fragile and the midwife gave me a bit of a talking to about lifting stuff and the possibility of having a 'flood' if I do too much. Since I'd already had one by that point I have actually taken heed of what she said.
Next post - either about feeding or about green tomato chutney and the greenhouse and winter lettuce. I'll see how I feel.
* Three hours a morning for three mornings a week - washing, kitchen-cleaning, hoovering, looking after the baby whilst we sleep or do office work. I was a bit in two minds about getting her in to start with, but I am really relieved that we decided to, now. It does feel very strange having someone cleaning up after us though. And I was really embarrassed about the embalmed mouse she found in the mouse-trap beside the washing machine. It had clearly been there WEEKS and had gone all sort of dessicated and fluffy.