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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. 


I Hate 3am

Dearest baby Eva,

It’s 3am in the morning, this hour is quickly becoming my most hated. I don’t want to discriminate too much between the hours particularly because I dislike most of them between 10pm-7am but this time just seems a little harder, quieter and more lonely than the others. 

Wow what a good girl you are. A new sleep record set at three and a half hours. I think I slept for two of them before I woke with massive, swollen breasticles desperate to feed you. On awakening I did the obligatory new baby check, focusing in on your chest looking for signs of movement. Satisfied only when your chest had inhaled and exhaled several times. 

I can hear rain or possibly snow hammering the window. My first thought is how snuggley I feel tucked up in bed all warm but then I remember I am now a mummy so need to find something to worry about and fuss over. I need to get you out for fresh air tomorrow and walk the dog. I lay here getting excited as I realise I have yet to use the rain cover on your very expensive and posh pushchair. I’m not very good at collapsing the thing so let’s hope I have more success attaching the cover. I could of course just take the easy option and stay indoors all day. I love the freedom that maternity leave gives me. But which option will I choose?
You are laid on my chest snoring your little, adorable head off so I am going to lay you down and hopefully get a few hours sleep, by sleep I actually mean quiet awake time spent watching to see if you settle, followed by the obligatory baby breathing check Mentioned above, a quick check on social media  and a few minutes spent staring at your wonderful, little self. 


You did settle and I did sleep. Oh and I think today should be an indoor day.  


I found the time and energy to play with you today. Usually I just sing or pull funny faces as you stare at me like a crazy person. But today I laid you down in front of the window with rattles and bright coloured toys scattered around. You amazed me as you focused in on the strong contrast items. People might try and tell me that babies do not smile yet, but you do. Not just practice smiles or gas but proper smiles in response to faces and sounds. If you have daddy’s brain then you was bound to be advanced

Love your mummy

P.s Today’s ups

– New sleep record set at 3.5 hours

– play time and smiles

– Five and a half hours sleep, I never thought this would be a positive thing.

Today’s downs

-Today I got my eyebrows, lip and chin waxed, I never had a beard pre pregnancy but facial hair is just a small price to pay for you.

– Your big furrother (furry brother or dog) snook into the kitchen and ate a packet of biscuits and the spaghetti bolognaise that daddy had just cooked. I’m sure I can add his dodgy stomach to the list of lowlights even though it is yet to happen.