Yes folks, finally it's over. JB arrived on the 2nd April 2008 at 12.23pm, weighing in at an amazing 8lb 4.5oz! He has a mass of hair (just like little fella did - and still has!), and is an absolute beaut!
So after the euphoria of producing such a gorgeous healthy babe, opening all our lovely cards and people's generous gifts, we arrived home to absolute and utter carnage! Yes, a spaceman had landed, except the first one wasn't quite ready for promotion.
So this is where reality bites. All those daydreams of playrooms and surfie/indie clothes; all those thoughts of little fella having a companion as ma and pa get old, evaporated the moment we stepped through the door.
See, JB and little fella have got this conspiracy going on, when one goes down, the other gets up, and if we're really unlucky, they do it together.
I'm knackered. Totally and utterly exhausted - already! It's true to say, the transition from 1 to 2 kids is a shock. I'm currently splitting my time between a million things, the one consolation being I can indulge in a little alcohol if I so wish, only problem with this is, it's tires me out even more.
Little fella is like a madman, desperate to find his new place in the family, me and big fella are at each others throats, and JB, bless, slowed down on his appetite a couple of days after being home, but has now re-found it, and consuming milk like a crazy man! God bless my mum, otherwise I'd be in a straight jacket by now, and it's only been 2 weeks! Help!!!!
Anyway, chaos aside, which actually isn't uncommon in the Roderick household, when I do get a spare millisecond (usually whilst making up bottles), I'm indulging in the Kooks new album, Konk, and discovered something a little more mellow in the form of Paolo Nutini - so life isn't too bad after all.
Also, a great big PINK CUPCAKE kiss and hug for everyone who's bought my book so far - this means so much to me. Thank you so much for supporting me.
Hugs and plenty of milk stained over sized post pregnancy kisses,