Tuesday, July 2, 2013

The end of the road

Things have changed drastically since my last post.

We've moved! Packed up and left Brisbane for a sea change. The last few months have been tricky with the man of the house living in a room above a pub in Nambour. There was a lot to do before we could follow, and nearly six months later we're finally a family unit again. We've rented out our home and moved into a little box in suburbia. We were lucky enough to be put up in a hotel across from the beach in Maroochydore for two weeks- adding a slice of awesome on the sandwich that is my life.

Anyway, all of this change has meant my sweet little baby hasn't had a chance to settle into a decent routine at all, and sleep is still a mysterious concept to him. Today I started a new job, and being so totally wrecked All the time I've decided to just give him formula. Today's the beginning of the end of my last ever drive down Breast Feeding Road. I'm feeling guilty and stressed about the issue, which was exacerbated when Bodhi came home from daycare and vommed across the dining room. I'm not sure if I'm doing the right thing.

Speaking of wrong things; I went a tiny bit too fast in my car this evening. I was rushing to make daycare pick up before closing time and, well, *sirens* *sobs*.

That's what's happening here. And how are you?