Move along, nothing to see

Apparently. I haven't had time to write anything in a long time. Or it feels like a long time. Sometimes I think there is something wrong with my internal clock though, I think everything feels like a long time. People often say that they don't know where time has gone and that it goes too quickly. I very rarely have that experience.

Anyway, not what I was going to write about. I was going to write about something else, which I just forgot, so I'll just get back to the time thing.

I have not felt as good as I do in a long time, maybe ever. It feels like that I have figured something out. I don't quite know what it is or what I should call it, but it is something about not taking things too seriously. If seriousness was an olympic event, then I would have won both the summer and the winter olympics every year (seriousness is not seasonal, you be can have it all year around). I used to have an idea about everything being so important, everything has been the most important thing. To treat all things as they are equally important makes you tired. And I was tired. I was really tired for about six years, with my misaligned pelvis and my pregnancyrelief to feel this way. being the most tired I have ever been. But now it is like I have put that behind me and I am well-rested (bearing in mind that I have an 8 month old baby). It is like I have had a heavy blanket over me that I have now been able to crawl away from. It wasn't bad to be tired, it was just exhausting and not as fun. Now is much more fun, because I am no longer so serious. The only thing that is important is Little A and his well-being. Everything else is secondary and it is such a relief to feel this way.

And ps. I am getting proper annoyed with Blogger. Look at the text, some is big, some is small and I can't fix it.

Flipping the baby

Little A has developed a new habit while he is asleep. During the day, when you lay him down on his back, he automatically turns over onto his stomach. Sometimes it looks like there is force making him do it and that he doesn't always fancy it himself. That's all very well but now he has started doing it during the night. Only trouble is that his not comfortable, so he'll start whining (without awaking up) and I'll have to flip him over onto his back where he'll sleep, only to do it again an hour or so later. I lost count of how many times I have flipped him over last night.