Four weeks ago, I had a baby. I’ve now got used to surviving on less than three hours sleep at night and ten minute catnaps during the day,
along with a fuckton of coffeeand we’re starting to settle into a routine nicely.
Now, having a newborn around the place meant that I have, admittedly, let the housework slide a little bit. It’s nowhere near as bad as it used to be, but still bad enough that I wouldn’t want the in-laws, who are coming over this evening for J’s birthday, to see it. So this afternoon, while River was napping, I decided to tidy up a bit.
Pictures under the cut.