Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Settling in...

Things change dramatically with a Finn in the house. The hours of daylight and darkness are all the same to us as we care and feed (not me, this one, my breasts are not designed for such a task) and clothe the little tyke. It is great but it is also incredibly numbing - a bit like having a heavy dose of morphine injected directly into the brain or, for the drug intolerant, being clubbed over the head with a mallet. The last two mornings have resulted in me slumping on the sofa with Finn sleeping on my chest as I watch my new favourite Channel 4 programmes My Big Gay Prom, Sex & the Soaps and Teenage Taboos. I was in such a mood when the community midwife called to see us just as My Big Gay Prom was reaching its stunning climax - ie, a big gay prom - that myself and Finn had to adopt the same slumpy/chest position and watch the entire show again on Channel 4 +1 when community midwife had left us to it. I should add that there are many more aspects to my parenting skills than watching daytime telly with a son on my chest. But, in saying that, our whole days appear to revolve around the pivotal moment when the three of us manage to have a relaxing hour at 12.30-1.30pm watching Loose Women together. I wonder if these early TV choices will have an impact on the boy's development? This is a wonderful life - I would recommend it to anyone.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Awww, I love his little splayed fingers in this shot. It's as if he's dramatically indicating himself and saying 'I!' in a booming stage voice. He's like a lovely, tiny Churchill. I want one!

Mike

Bazza & Wifey said...

It's strange how it's supposed to be women who get broody, so why am I jealous?