Still knackered but warm and fuzzy has returned

The bf has another 2 weeks off work so I'm happy again. Still dog tired, but defo happy again, and have found myself gazing tenderly at the Felix bub's lovely face during night feeding time and reminding myself that being a babymomma again has its perks.

Jasmine woke up in the middle of the night again in a right state, and would not calm down and go back to bed. Bf whisked her downstairs for a spot of teletubbies (to which we are all now addicted) and it seemed to work... but only for as long as the programme lasted. In the end it took about 2-3 hours to settle her.

Which means we got less kip than usual and spent the day totally spaced. But it has meant we've been laughing ourselves silly at the stupidest things. Like Mitchell and Webb's Cheesoid sketch, or the lady on Crufts' HUGE boobs.

Goes to show how much easier everything is when you're not experiencing it on your own.