At the moment the tiredness is the worst thing. I feel sick most of the time, and am constantly gagging, but never actually sick so I know it is ok, if unpleasant. The tiredness is difficult to work with though. A week with Elizabeth at home for half-term was quite challenging, and today has been a much calmer day with just the two of them. I'm gearing up for major changes ahead when Edward starts pre-school, the beginning of another new chapter. Sarah got her first shoes on Saturday, so she is growing up in her own way too. She communicates so beautifully in her own little language there doesn't really seem a need for words, but she sort of says 'Da' for Daddy, 'Mum Mum Mum' when she wants to, and can say 'wowowowo' and do animal sounds (sheep, pigs etc). She has taken lots of steps now, and it is a matter of days before she is officially off and walking, but for now she is loving the attention when she does bridge the gap between the two of us, or lets go of the sofa and reaches out for me. She loves her 'ba ba' (Baby Doll), and her hats, and her new shoes.
About to pick Elizabeth up from school now having just cleaned the kitchen and bathroom floors, washed the doormat/mop/cleaning cloths, and tidied up from lunch time. I find the key to post-lunch survival is not to sit down. If I sit down I'm done for! We're going to drive over to Madeley to try to sign Elizabeth up for some swimming lessons, starting in a couple of weeks time. So that is one of my New Year's resolutions nearly sorted.
