17 days old already.....

I wanted to try to write something about Seb and what it's like being his Mummy. I'm sitting at the computer with him strapped into a carrier on my tummy. He's been asleep for the last half an hour and I've managed to make myself a cup of tea, have a bowl of cereal and tidy up the kitchen. I know that doesn't sound like much but I feel like I've really accomplished something this morning! I think he feels like he's back in my tummy with all the jiggling around. I was beginning to think this tactic might allow me to reply to all the emails we've received over the last couple of weeks and give me a chance to write something on the blog. As soon as I started to type he started to stir so I don't think I have long. For anyone reading this that has emailed me and hasn't had a reply...I'm so sorry! I have been wanting to write to you all but just haven't had a chance. Seriously, having made my own breakfast makes me want to pat myself on the back at the moment! Thank you all for your cards and presents and good wishes. Sharlene, I know you'll read this...I hope you had a lovely birthday, I'm pretty impressed that Seb decided to share it with you. I'll never have an excuse to miss yours now will I!

The last 17 days have been a blur of extreme emotions, I've been so happy and am overjoyed to have this amazing little man become a part of our lives. I've also been a crying jibbering wreck and did begin to wonder if I was losing my mind. Being a Mummy is so much more challenging than I ever could have imagined and I now realize that I was totally unprepared for the anxiety and worry that comes hand in hand with the pride and joy. I'm so grateful to my Mummy for being here to help Neil and I through these first couple of weeks, I don't know how we would have managed without her. Mummy, thank you so much for all the cups of tea and the reassurance you have given me whenever I felt like things were getting on top of me. You are the best Mummy and an amazing Grandma. We all miss you very much.

I like this photo because my Mum and Doog have the exact same expression and Seb looks like he's doing some kind of Gangsta "westside" thing with his hands.

Seb and his Nanny

This is Seb as I write this sleeping in his sling hanging from my front.