Midnight Feeds

It’s happened. For those of you who joked about me blogging about the middle of the night feeds, etc, well... this one is for you.

Last night, by my standards, was a bad night’s sleep for me, although Claire still reminds me that bearing in mind we have a week-old baby, last night wasn’t too bad at all!

I got up with Jack at silly-o’clock in the morning, to change his nappy and feed him. Fine – no problems there. It was the gallons of sick that erupted from my little son’s gut that got me. All over him, his bib, me, the chair, the floor and I wouldn’t be surprised if I found some on the opposing wall. Being the ever so caring husband too, I thought that Claire would like to join me in this lovely and memorable moment, but more importantly, she was my only option and so was call out for help, waking Claire to come to my rescue (bearing in mind, at this point I was hold Jack with my left, and supporting a sick-filled bib with the right). Claire wanders in, only just awake, armed with tissues ready to save me and the child. She wipes up, cleans up and then vanishes off back to bed in a flash. Saved. Feel rough as hell now though. Look quite rough too.

Other than that, I haven’t had a big throw-up session with Jack. He’s been ok so far, but I just thought it was funny to mention it.

I’m still in that state of worry that there’s a real-life baby in the house, let alone sharing the same room as us. Not so much during the day, more when I wake in the night, as I always look over to see if he’s ok and if he’s still moving and breathing etc. I can see him from my side of the bed, as we’ve got the nightlight from the nursery in our room on constantly. It’s supposed to be a light to drift off to, but you could quite happily perform major surgery under the light that it emits!

I’m hoping that this constant waking and checking routine will fade away in time. Not saying that I don’t want to know if he’s ok, but more that I’ll learn to trust that he can sleep well and that if he wasn’t sleeping well, we’d still know about it.

Also, we’ve created and ordered the birth announcement cards yesterday from a site called PhotoBox.co.uk, not forgetting to go through Quidco first, of course. Basically, the PhotoBox website has an online [Flash-based] version of Microsoft Publisher, allowing you to select and create the card or other item of your choice, and personalise them using your own photos, messages, etc. When you are done, simply pay for it and wait for the postie to deliver. They should be here soon, so posting these will give us something to do when we’re waiting for Jack to wake in the middle of the day.