Saturday, 11 September 2010

This too shall pass

Quick update to say that we survived the holiday in Portugal, but ever since, G's sleep has been appalling. I am in bits and feeling really low about it right now. Too tired to write more details at the moment.

Had a sad week as a friend who's been longing to conceive for a while told me she'd just had a miscarriage at 8 weeks after seeing a heartbeat at a 6 week scan. My heart hurt when I heard this, not least because we had an anxious 6 week scan where we saw a heartbeat...but that grew into Little G. How lucky we are, but they are not and it is hard for them. I wish this raw time to pass quickly for them. On to the next bit of daring to hope again. Which is also hard in its way of course.

Then another friend lost her mum to cancer after only a few weeks of it returning with a vengeance. There are so many sad things to say about this that I don't even know where to start. My heart aches for this friend too.

Better end with some positive stuff, I think.

Little G enjoyed her first experiences of swimming pools while we were on holiday. I am relieved and happy about that.
She charmed the locals by saying hello, goodbye and thank you in Portuguese when prompted, and sometimes before.
She can count to 17 now, it's crazy. I swear we are not consciously teaching her.
I went back to work this week after the summer and it was just about OK.
I made a new friend this week at a baby group.
I realised after Adriano pointed it out that I really am a lot more comfortable about making smalltalk these days. That may not sound like much to smile about but I'll take it.
Adriano has called me this evening from his work thingy and was lovely and supportive about the sleep issues.

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