So many people have asked (and are still asking!) about the incredible set of circumstances through which my little girl decided she’d enter the world.
For those that don’t know, it’s a very long and complicated story, so I’m currently working on writing the whole thing out which will probably take quite a bit of time since she is quite the high maintenance princess at the moment (i.e. she eats all the bloody time and screams like a banshee on crack if I put her down).
My only spare time is between 8-9.30am usually and that’s because she’s had her morning feed and goes back to sleep with James until he wakes up. Yes, she physically sleeps on him. Not exactly recommended practice, but faced with the prospect of the wailing banshee and lots of housework to be done, you’d do it too.
