CHLORINE IS CRACK

I have cracked the Q code people.

After hanging out together twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, for nearly 9 months, I’ve finally worked out how to tire my girl out.

Here’s how:

·               Yesterday we woke up and had our usual faff around from 5.43am to 7am.

·               7am feed

·               dress and pack bags for excursion

·               put Q in her chariot, seat upright so she can see the world and wave and talk to everyone she meets

·               40 minute walk in the sunshine and fresh air to meet a friend for breakfast

·               breakfast and play in the park for a couple of hours, eating dirt and trying to crawl

·               40 minute walk home again in the fresh air and sunshine (still kicking, singing and waving)

·               lunch, run some errands and practice her plank position on the floor

·               30 minute walk (short nap and more kicking, waving and singing) to the swimming pool

·               40 minutes in the pool doing full immersion, kicking and some Olympic hopeful splashing

·               30 minute return walk – still kicking, waving and singing

·               third independently eaten meal for the day, spectacular mess throughout the kitchen

·               long bath to soak off the chlorine and much to be said to her bath friends the fish and the rubber duck

·               story time (which she has no interest in, beyond wanting to eat the book)

·               cuddles and bed without a fuss at 8pm

·               dream feed at 11

·               weird 1am scream (as usual. No idea why she does this, will worry about it another day)

·               6.45am wake up

·               6.45am wake up. I’ve just written that again to make sure you understood what I wrote.

That’s right folks, the mama slept from 1am to 6.45am.

Trouble is, I really needed it.

The only problem with successfully tiring out the unstoppable Miss Q, is I’m bloody exhausted myself!

Still, that’s a victory. And after the number of failures I’ve had this week, I’ll take the victories as they come.

May you too crack the code.

Have a great Friday.

Don’t forget to wear your jeans.