Hugh is two!

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Apology

Dot writes: this morning I misguidedly put my cup of tea on the floor (this was because I had to sit in the armchair not on the sofa, as Hugh was playing house with the sofa cushions). Of course within a few minutes Hugh had tripped over it and spilled the whole lot. So as [...]

Too sleepy to think of a title

Dot writes: I had a very good day on my own with the boys yesterday while Ken went to Belfast for a conference, but who cares about that. This morning it’s back to horrible: Hugh awake at 5.20, sopping wet and very angry. Only because the clocks went back last night that made it 4.20. [...]

Mixed

Dot writes: parts of the weekend were pretty enjoyable. We (really I) chickened out of going to Mount Usher Gardens on Sunday and instead went to see chickens at Airfield, which is an open farm near Dundrum. My friend Aura heroically chased toddlers around while I fed Frank and had a slightly awkward encounter with [...]

Scary

Dot writes: so this weekend the Mothering Challenge has gone up a level: Ken is away until Sunday evening and I am on my own with the boys for a night and two whole days. Eeek! I contacted my friend Aura to arrange to meet up with her and her toddler, as it’s always far [...]

Succulent Sprout

Dot writes: I got Frank weighed at the clinic today and he is now 9lb 9oz or 4.355kg in nappy and vest. He is three weeks and three days old. I’m trying to work out if he is gaining as fast as Hugh did but am hampered by the imprecise nature of the data and [...]

Up

Dot writes:
if you had to think of a silly thing to do, taking a three-week-old baby and a not-quite-two-year-old to the cinema might be pretty high up the list. We tried it this afternoon, and it wasn’t even one of those special sessions aimed at harried parents. We prepared ourselves for a quick escape by [...]

Dot’s boys

Sprout’s opinion of, well, lots of things:

Sssh…

…both boys are asleep, and I creep to the computer (writes Dot). Today is a frightening and momentous occasion: my first whole day looking after both at once. So far it has gone rather well. This is largely through good luck as we don’t yet have much control over Frank’s routine (let’s face it, Hugh’s [...]

Now we are four

Grandma and grandpa are staying this week and as we don’t have a spare room they are staying in a large tent in our garden. It was very considerate of Frank to be born in (relatively) warm weather.