This morning, while having a blood test, I was chatting to possibly the best phlebotomist about babies. I mentioned that I was considering getting an Elvie pump — the one that goes in your bra and you can be hands free and, wonderfully, not tethered to one space!
My next line was “it will mean that I can hang the laundry and pump at the same time!” This may sound ridiculous, having this as a priority. But when you have so little time to yourself it becomes necessary to prioritise. And this can be hard - how do you chose between hanging the laundry or expressing milk?!? It’s currently my big dilemma!
Then I met my sister at Garsons for lunch, thinking the cafe would be airconed - it isn’t, beware! We both had our babies plastered to us, while we produced a gleaming layer of sweat. I could go on, but I think you get the picture!
So, this afternoon, instead of being able to wallow in the sun and work on my tan, probably with a delicious glass of rosé, Bug and I are whiling the afternoon away on the rocking chair in her bedroom. Where the aircon unit is providing a modicum of cool sanity. And the curtains are drawn tightly against the sun.
The dog has joined us. Yesterday he got very sad when he was excluded from this cool haven. Every now and again, from the bottom of the chair, he sticks his head up to confirm that all is well, then he returns to his slumber.
I wonder what very grown-up decisions I’ll make this evening?
Lucky x