Non-stop feeding

Well, it's not really non-stop. It just feels like it. Elizabeth woke up at 3am, then again at 6am this morning, so I was tired before I'd even started. From six am she fed intermittently (40 min feed, 10-20 min chatting, 10 min feed, doze, 10 min feed etc) up until 10.05am. I start to imagine that she will never fall asleep again. I'm in my pyjamas, haven't had breakfast and the list of things to do grows. She is now asleep in her big cot, and I am tip-toeing around the house in a state of heightened anxiety. I've washed the dishes and put away the plates from yesterday's pancake making. The blinds are open. The post is opened. I've paid a bill online. I've sorted the washing and put the powder in the machine but can't make up a full load until I can get in the nursery, and I'm not going in at the moment. I'm beginning to learn where to tread to avoid creaking stairs... I've had a shower, done my make-up and hair and am about ready to go so that when Elizabeth does wake up we can feed, change and then go out, perhaps for a walk to post some letters... I can't seem to get on with normal tasks because it seems that 'any minute' she will wake up so it isn't worth starting anything. That is the joy of the internet. You can pick it up and put it down instantly, unlike almost anything else. I don't know what Mum's did before the internet. This morning I've been checking the status of our cooker which is being sold on e-bay to raise funds for our holiday. The auction ends this afternoon, along with some of my sports books - throwbacks to my younger years when I had hobbies of my own! I've paid a bill and checked our current account, and looked at the 0-3 month Bounty boards. I've been investigating swimming lessons for Elizabeth, although they seems to be a 'London thing'. Still she sleeps...