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Oh Evalyn, oh Elijah
If only you knew
How precious time was
How quickly you grew.
Your age once marked in a number of days
As the days increase you change in so many ways.
In a blink of an eye the days turn into weeks
You reach various milestones and will learn how to speak.
Oh Evalyn, oh Elijah
If only you knew
How time just vanishes
No matter what you do.
I spend the days in a conflicted way
Searching for spare minutes but longing for the end of the day.
I dream and wish I didn’t need sleep
So I could play with you all day and at night hoover or sweep.
I rush around trying to fit it all in
But it’s a fine balancing act when you spread yourself thin.
Oh Evalyn, oh Elijah
If only you could see
Each moment is magical and makes a memory.
A smell, a taste and even a sound
Like beautiful laughter or rain hitting the ground.
So as you grow and start to rush
Take time to appreciate the leaves on the bush,
Oh Evalyn, oh Elijah
If only I could,
Stop time for a moment, then surely I would.
Because when your all grown up some time very soon
You will no longer believe you can visit the moon
Try to remember the wonder of splashing in a puddle
And the warmth and safety felt from a cuddle.
Time is a gift that no one can give
It’s up to you to make the most of it as you live.




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Dear Baby Eli

Dear baby Elijah,

My first letter to you at eighteen days old. It makes me smile as Eva was eighteen days old when I first wrote to her. Just short of three weeks you have been in our life and I can not imagine a world without you.


Your baby smell is incredible and I waste so much of my day sniffing your hair, probably an equal amount of time as I spend changing your poopy nappies. It is quite different having a boy, everyone told me boys are easier to change as they have less nooks and crannies down below. I am not finding this to be true between your saggy testicles and your sprinkler winky I find there is so much that can go wrong at each nappy change. It actually quite stressed me out in the first few days as you was sprinkling every where each time, soaking your clothes and me. It has calmed down now and I have developed a bit of a technique so we have a lot fewer accidents and soakings.

Being my second born will have advantages and disadvantages for you. I feel guilty that I can not give you my undivided attention and waste hours just holding you. I sometimes have to let you cry while I finish attending to Eva’s needs. I wake you up from sleep (something I would not have dreamed of doing with Eva) to get you ready so we can all leave the house. I take you to play dates and groups you have no interest in. You play with hand me down toys and use pink blankets.  What you get instead though is hopefully much more valuable. Two parents who have experience, who know what is coming and have learnt techniques to help sooth you, calm you, comfort you and teach you. We are more relaxed and balanced with you and hopefully the icing on the cake is you get a sister who I’m sure you will fight with daily but I hope will be your best friend growing up, someone you will always have in your corner throughout life.

I have just had to go out and buy round two of new clothes for you.  you are so big and strong already. trousers and tops are not so bad but you have outgrown all your baby grows and need 3-6 months to accommodate your rather large feet. You seem to do everything on a larger scale, more feeding, more crying, more pooping but what really amazes me is the more trumping, not tiny little cute whistles but angry and loud, adult sounding explosions. I am dreading being out in public when you do this as I don’t think anyone will believe such a cute and sweet looking little thing could have produced such a noise.  The one thing you do not do more of unfortunately is sleeping. I know from being a relaxed, second time parent that sleep will come in time, I’m sure that waiting for such a time will age me at least another five to ten years and these bags under my eyes will grow into epic suitcases but you are well worth it little, big man.

So at three weeks old you have already had a photo shoot, been to soft play, the park, a windmill, an aquarium and several restaurants, cafes and pubs and we have your first holiday booked in for a few weeks time to center parks. Can not wait.  We are going with Uncle Alex, Aunty Sam and your cousins so hopefully a lot of happy memories to be made. I don’t want to wish your baby days away but I also can not wait for a few years time when all four of you (maybe even five or six of you if you act super cute around your Aunty and uncle) can run around together, probably with Eva trying to boss you all around.

I tried you with a bottle of expressed milk yesterday and to my amazement you latched and guzzled the whole thing with out any hesitation or problems. Although not something I intend to use often this opens up a whole new world for me. Eva never took a bottle so I assumed you would be the same. Breast feeding is something I enjoy so much but it can be very binding and exhausting at times. You taking a bottle means I can take time for me, exercise, relax, catch up on chores the possibilities are endless but will all equal one happier mummy so thank you for making life a little easier.

We are off to village soup now so I need to get us both ready. Eva is at her grandmas so its just mummy and Eli time. A bowl of home made soup and some gluten free pancakes are just what is needed on a wet and cold day like today. If you could kindly stay asleep while I have a catch up with some other village mums it would be greatly appreciated, up to you though as you own me.

All my love  Mummy.



Daddy’s first night shift

Dear baby Eva,

It’s daddy’s first night shift tonight. Eeeeeeek! That means we are riding solo from 8pm to 8am but then daddy will need to sleep so it’s just you and me monkey until 4pm. 

You are currently feeding from my right breast and I have to say I am finding it very distracting. You are usually such a good feeder but I’m sure your just playing with the fountain of milk splurting out into your wide open mouth. It does look like fun and why suck if you don’t have to but can I just explain that there is more than one fountain flowing from mummy’s breasticle and so I’m getting a little bit wet here darling. 

Hmmm you are not looking like a sleepy star fish, I have a feeling it could be a long night. I thought about swaddling you tonight for the first time, I remembered buying a proper swaddling blanket. I think I’m a bit reluctant to try it though as we have had a couple of good nights so why change what’s already working. Let’s see what tonight brings first, maybe tomorrow.

Tomorrow seems like a long way off but let’s set our self a few little challenges to complete:

– Wash mummy’s hair

– Take some nice photos of you as you are growing so quickly

– Try not to wake daddy up

– Try and nap at least once when you do

I think I have a night time routine sorted for daddy’s night shifts now even if you don’t. I have a one woman baby and breast feeding station all within arms reach of the bed. This comes complete with entertainment station, changing station and even a buffet. If you only sleep for a couple of hours a night I want to maximise my sleep time by streamlining the baby feeding, changing and sleeping process.  

I was right with the long night and not looking sleepy comment. You just wouldn’t sleep. You had one two hour stretch which saved mummy and an hour stretch in the early hours but other than that you have woken up every time I have put you down.  It wasn’t like a growth spurt unsettled just awake. 

One of my challenges today was to nap when you nap but that’s quite difficult to do when you are only napping for such short periods of time. How are you so awake and alert. I love it but can mummy just have a couple of hours please? 

This morning I cried, not a lot just a couple of tears I couldn’t put you down as you just wanted to feed but then only fed for four, six, eight minutes at a push before getting milk drunk and falling asleep only to wake up hungry ten minutes later because you hadn’t finished. I’m worried that the antibiotics I’m  taking are upsetting your stomach but I finish them tomorrow so we will see. If not the antibiotics then I’m worried you might be sensitive to cows milk. Let’s just cross that bridge when we come to it.  

You pooped all over me again today. Talk about hitting someone when they are already down, not content with just getting mummy you covered the wall and nappy bin too. Luckily it was daddy’s up time so I called for reinforcements and we had a lovely bath together. Me and you not me and daddy. I even managed to wash my hair while daddy dried and dressed you. small victories. 

It’s 18:30pm and I am cream crackered baby girl. Daddy is just cooking tea but will then be leaving again for another night shift. I will buy you a pony or a car when you are bigger if we could just have a better nights sleep please?

Love your very sleepy mummy

P.s we didn’t wake daddy up and we managed to wash mummy’s hair, two out four isn’t bad.

Other highlights include:

– Sharing our bath, your still not convinced you love bath time but you didn’t hate it. 

– Going out for a walk with daddy and Wilson the dog


– Getting pooped on again, spreading poop from towel to the floor for an even bigger clean up op.

– Crying through sheer exhaustion, nothing can prepare you for the effects of sleep deprivation. I was ready for everything but the tiredness.

– Tingly nipples. It feels like someone is constantly walking around with me blowing them with cold air.

– I’m actually too tired to remember the other lowlights of today.