11 weeks old

Daisy was 11 weeks old yesterday which means that next week we have hit the magical 12 week mark that all the books and everyone tells you about. I’m not sure what will happen – probably nothing but we will be celebrating the fact that we have made it this far and we are all having a good old time while we do it as well!

Daisy has been a very good girl and an absolute joy to be around. I just love our days together and start to panic when I think about having to go back to work in only 3 more months time. She is talking and giggling and singing at every chance and sleeps well in between as well. On Saturday night she slept from 7pm to 4am which was a PB and meant that I got 7 hours sleep in a row and I haven’t had that for months and months. I bounced out of bed on Sunday morning and felt like I could tackle the world. Needless to say by 10am I had done the weekly shop, swept, weeded and done a few loads of washing! But don’t be fooled by the sleep – she hasn’t done it since and last night she put on quite the show at 3am so it’s not all roses!

On the weekend Daisy has her first Birthday party – well 2 actually. Her friend Charlotte and Grandma Sue (my Mum) then on Monday we are heading up to the farm for 2 weeks! I can’t wait to get up there and chill out and have all the grandparents (my Mum Sue, Alan and his Sue) all fuss over Daisy. It will be a good break for me and a nice chance for them all to spend lots of time together. I can’t wait to take her on lots of walks and let her see her first kangaroo, I can’t wait to dress her after her bath in front of the huge open fireplace and play croquet and fish (all with her in the baby bjorn of course!). Rob isn’t getting up there for the first week so we will miss him but will cherish all the days that they will get together after that as poor Rob only gets such a short time on the weekend to get to know each other again before the week starts again. I also can’t wait to spend time with him outside of home and chores…he might even start to think I am actually a nice person (I tend to be cranky and tired by the time he gets home so we haven’t seen the best of each other for a while).

Time just flies by and I am loving being a mother. I love that Daisy seems to settle faster in my arms, that she looks for me when I enter a room and turns when she hears my voice. I love that I am the first to get a smile in the morning and the last at night when I put her to bed. I think she really loves me…something I should have known the whole time. And I tell you I love her more than I ever thought I could. It’s my first mother’s day this weekend and I have such a new appreciation for my Mum and for my Mother in law, and Step Mum – they all love their children as much as I love Daisy – I never knew that. I will be sure to appreciate them and tell them how much they mean to me because I hope one day that Daisy knows just how much I love her that I would do anything for her and that I am having the best time, every time, we are together.

I will be sure to take lots of photos on our little holiday together and have a few drinks to celebrate next week!