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six months, two weeks, one day There seems to be a trend in abandoning diaryland for pastures Blog. Not me. Uh uh. Diaryland has long been a part of my life, like it or not, some of my greatest and worst (and sometimes both) experiences have happened as a result of diaryland. Some of my best memories have been recorded here. Two of the most fabulous people I know even got married because of diaryland (to each other no less). So here I stay. That said I have been somewhat crap at updating this diary. I like to explain lapses in time and my explaination is obvious I should imagine: Lillia Charlotte is now six and a half months old and thriving. Actually at the moment she has a rotten cold and is very snotty and miserable but nonetheless she is perfect, as she smears me with dribble and snot whilst attempting to chew my cheek and pull my hair out from the roots simultaneously. The last six (nearly seven months) have been an incredible journey, even now our life feels "on hold" while we get used to having Lillia in our lives and try to build a proper home and world for our little unit. We're staying in Kent with my Mum while we save for a house. My little sister Jennie split with her boyfriend and moved in too and it is rather fraught on ocassion. It's too hard for a married couple with a baby to live with Gran and Aunt and, although we get soooo much help and Lillia gets so much love and attention, we need to branch out on our own - make our own space in the world. On Monday I went back to work. On the Sunday night Lillia, after four months of sleeping from 7pm until 7am with hardly a murmer, woke up four times. It transpired in the early light of 6am that she had a cold, the snot was blocking her nose and she was waking up because she couldn't breathe properly. So my entire first week at work was spent knackered, up each night at least twice and worried all day, as well as getting straight into my new job hitting the ground running (it's as though people think I haven't been gone and seven months off doesn't mean any time to adjust back into things...) Work has been enjoyable though - thoroughly busy, slightly scary (all of a sudden I have more responsibility) and a real chance to feel like an adult human again. But on Wednesday next week Lillia starts nursery, and right now if I think about it I want to cry.
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