Sunday, May 28, 2006

Taking it Out on a Pillow

At about 2:00 in the morning last night, I was throwing a pillow across the bedroom, yelling "Why the f**k am I doing this?" You can take it from this outburst that last night was not good. It seems so unfair, at one level, that both Amelia and I were quite happy, sleeping well and, from her point of view, feeding well, and now it's all gone haywire. I wish I knew what to do.

Typical Sunday today. Up at the crack of dawn (Sheep and Barnaby were mowing the grass before 9:00!). We went to meeting. Very nice. Afterwards we met my sister for lunch at the Italian pasta restaurant we often go to, which was also very pleasant. After a quick trip into John Lewis afterwards (I'm oggling picnic baskets - I have a fantasy about us all having family picnics after meeting when the weather gets better), we left. We decided against doing any grocery shopping with both Amelia and Barnaby. However, within minutes of us getting in the car, they had both fallen asleep, so we turned around, headed back to the centre and I rushed around Waitrose, while Sheep sat in the car with them both. We were home again before either of them woke up!

It's a bank holiday tomorrow. I've no idea what we'll be doing. We've had so much rain for two weeks, I do hope it gets better soon. If it's rainy tomorrow, we must find something to do with Barnaby: even returning to Gambado!


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