I didn’t bother writing a blog post on the day as I thought it had said everything that needed to be said.
I also planned to combine the image with our next family portrait, however I realised that it makes it annoying to post when I have two sets of hashtags so they are better off being separate.
Tiago’s cut is healing quite nicely now.
We haven’t gone to a restaurant since the miso incident – not because of that, but because of the pandemic.
For those not in the know, the Liverpool region (where we live) is now in tier 3 of a new 3-tier system. Tier 3 means very high alert and at the moment we are in the only area to have these restrictions…
I’m sure it won’t be long until other areas join us, but this now means we can do even less than before. I have no interest in going to pubs or casinos, but we can no longer go to our swimming slot on Saturday.
It’s a shame as this was a nice family activity to do, and only three families are allowed in the pool area at once so it was pretty safe. I get it, but it’s annoying.
Anyways, I’ll keep this post short as we’re actually in the process of moving.
I’ll talk about this more in future posts, but in the last week we’ve decided to move to Birmingham to be closer to my/our family. We’ve given notice on our flat and we’re now in our last month, though we plan to be out of here as soon as possible.
Who knows how long this pandemic will go on for? I doubt things will improve much in Liverpool anytime soon, and we’re basically just paying a lot of money to feel stuck in our flat and away from family who are missing out on B growing up.
T mainly works from home these days and if he has to drive to up North here and there, then that’s better than being up North permanently.
It’s already starting to get quite cold up here, so it makes sense to go before winter really sets in and things feel even more miserable…
Liverpool, it’s been great to live in you. We never knew how long we were going to be here, and in the end it turned out to be less than 2 years. We’ve met some lovely people, ate some great food (Liverpool has really good restaurants), and had some nice walks.
Shame it had to end like this, but B will always be our little Scouser. I look forward to bringing her back when she’s older and showing her around the first place she lived.
We usually do a dream feed, but the night before she did not sleep for hours afterwards so we thought we would skip it. She woke up by herself at 10.30pm, but at least I had got some sleep so when she didn’t go back to sleep for over two hours I wasn’t losing it like the night before. I ended up feeding her and she fell asleep on me, then stayed asleep when I put her in her cot.
Tiago said she woke up at 2am, but he just gentled rocked B’s chest and she went back to sleep. Apparently I woke up but I don’t remember it. They tend to wake up between sleep cycles, so the tips were about not rushing to feed them and trying other things first. They also said that no one really sleeps through the night, but we just learn how to go back to sleep.
Also, it still felt like I had only been asleep for 5 minutes.
I had it tied with another towel, then I tried to use a headband. Tiago replaced the ice with a bag of beans but it was too awkward, so I got something that is meant to be put on your boobs for pain relief. It shapes to my nose a bit better, but I think the initial ice was the best thing.
The thing with babies is you never know how they will react, so it’s so easy afterwards to say ‘I should have done this’. Also Tiago looked after her whilst I had a bit more of a sleep, so I didn’t really know how long she had been trying to sleep for etc.
I usually cover over her hands with the built in mittens in her onesies, but as she sucks her hands more now I think it is good to leave them uncovered sometimes so she can self-soothe. However, her hands get quite cold and I think this is why she wakes up sometimes.
(Note: We now swaddle her during naps/sleep at home, so we don’t have this issue so much at the moment. When she starts to roll over in her cot then we won’t be able to swaddle her anymore though.)
The nail file is so awkward, I find it harder than the scissors.
I wear masks in shops and inside places, but I don’t while walking – though I think this will change today. Shops don’t seem to tell people off for not wearing face masks. Some restaurants have all staff everyone wearing masks or visors, whilst others don’t have them on. It looks like the rules are changing again anyways.
(Note: Now we have local lockdown and we have to wear masks in communal spaces in the building we live in. A lot of people still don’t seem to, but I do.)
I think it is probably actually a ‘2-in-1’ system or something, but who really cares?
I did briefly work in a baby shop many years ago, but obviously I never learned the difference then. It’s a bit weird thinking about it now as back then I don’t think I had that much interest in babies or thought I would end up having one of my own…
(I think from my early 20s or before I knew I wanted kids, but that it would not happen anytime soon.)
We signed up to the NCT group as we had no idea about babies, but also because we wanted to meet more expectant parents in Liverpool. We knew a handful of people when we moved here at the end of 2018, and though we have made new friends we still didn’t know that many people. Some reviews did say that it was an expensive way to buy friends, but we thought we’d give it a go.
We ended up ‘meeting’ over Zoom due to lockdown and though at first I found it awkward, I eventually got over it. I was tired for weeks after the course as I think the stress of being on video to strangers stressed me out. That may sound weird as I’m in a lot of my work, but being a student on a course via webcam is a completely different thing.
I’ve since met a couple more, so there’s only one mother and baby that B and I haven’t met yet.
I have since figured out where I was going wrong – there was a bit that you can push up or down that makes it easier. I did last read the instructions back in April, which is unusual for me as I just prefer to figure things out for myself unless I get really stuck.
Perhaps it’s not a normal way to think, but it seems to be how I operate these days. I guess it’s good though as otherwise I wouldn’t have a lot of images, though I don’t like being clumsy at times.
I am enjoying that I am not forcing pictures for this project though – I’m not doing random shoots and hoping something works. I usually have an idea in mind these days, which is a quicker way to work, and that is great – especially when you have a baby.