This is the point I wanted to fast-forward to in the very early days - the point I'd been promised things would magically get better. Thankfully things improved much sooner than that. Every week my confidence grew, Gus slept better, cried less, and I loved him more and more.
7 weeks ago I couldn't imagine nursing without several cushions and two helpers, or ever leaving the house. Now I do those things without a second thought. The feeding marathons have eased up thank goodness, and the good boy has even slept through the night a couple of times! Now I don't want to fast-forward at all, I get emotional putting away each outfit he has outgrown. Meanwhile Gus is more delicious every day and one day soon I shall have to eat him.
(Above is the poor possum recovering from his 8 week shots - he cried, I cried, the nurse looked unimpressed)
My name is Claire. I live in Melbourne, Australia with my husband Tim, our new bebe Gus and our dog Masaki. By day I'm a graphic designer working in book design. The rest of the time I like gardening, drinking tea, looking at sausage dogs, writing lists, cooking new things, and I occasionally try to craft. I hope you like my blog.