Six Weeks.

Maxy is turning six weeks old this week, time is flying. Here are a few pics I've taken along the way on my phone of our adventures.

My boys.

I wandered into the bedroom before and came across this - my two boys taking a nap together. Zach's tired from being a Dad and balancing work, and Max, well Max just likes to sleep, feed and then sleep some more. Pretty darn cute.

I'm excited about getting an early night (who would have thought Saturday nights would become this?). And, with a roast in the oven, my two boys sleeping and two happy dogs at my feet, life is pretty good.

We're also about to put an offer in on our first home - fingers crossed we win, it has a big front yard for when Max starts to ride a bike, and lovely polished floorboards throughout.

Coffee group.

Today was our first unofficial coffee group - organised by friends for friends. It's so nice to catch up with girlfriends (people you get on with ordinarily - without child) because it makes for good conversation. We're lucky we also all work in the same industry. So lovely comparing notes on sleeping, eating and general mum-stuff that I never envisaged I'd enjoy talking about. All of our little boys are born within six days of one another, and all of the boys are very big for their ages! I put it down to good genes. PS I forgot my proper camera, so we are making do with the ones I took on my phone for this post.

Four weeks old.

Yesterday Max turned four weeks old. I thought I'd put together a list of things I have learned and observed since entering the world of motherhood.

1. Working long hours in the office and thinking you're tired, is nothing compared to how tired you can feel looking after a newborn baby.
2. I have new found appreciation for mothers and I feel quite bad in hindsight for thinking that 'pushing a pram' was the height of luxury.
3. Nothing compares to when your little baby smiles at you. Something so vulnerable and small that already knows it needs and loves you.
4. Being able to calm your baby by it hearing your voice across the room - I've never experienced how special it is to be able to impart a feeling of safety.
5. Watching my husband love Max is so beautiful - and so incredibly sexy. Hearing him read him stories every night, makes me realise tenfold that my best friend, husband and father to my child is my soul mate.
6. People are so generous. Everyday we have parcels arriving from all over the country and world. Babies have an enormous affect on people's affection - and we are so grateful.
7. Putting makeup on and wearing nice clothes takes on new meaning - every morning I get up, shower and dress like I'm going out to lunch. It not only makes me feel pretty, but keeps me feeling like me. I also make the bed and do the housework - nothing like a clean house to keep you sane.
8. Baby weight falls off - any worry I had before having Max was quickly dispelled as soon as I started breastfeeding. My body is back to normal (except for the pregnancy line, which can take up to six months to fade).
9. Not having to work is amazing, it means Max and I can have little naps when we need it, take a leisurely stroll to the shops, and watch copious amounts of X Factor on my iPad.
10. How proud I feel when Max gains weight, who knew I would get as much satisfaction from this as I ever did from any career milestone.

* I want to say a big thank you to the following people. My lovely sister Cath and her husband Duncan along with my niece and nephew Nieve & Lewis for the little bunny rabbit. Yesterday a big parcel arrived from Yaya (Zach's mum - Maxy's grandma), there were so many beautiful things inside, handmade knitting, Pure Born organic baby clothes (including the hoodie I've photographed) and little booties. I also visited Nature Baby and picked out a new stretch and grow for Max - it's from their new collection, isn't it cute?

Having A Bath.

I won't lie, Maxy doesn't really like having a bath. So today we trialled him having a shower with his dad and he loved it. After his shower, he fell into a deep sleep. He's so cute.

Two Weeks Old.

Little Max is two weeks old tomorrow. He is so young that I count his age by days and weeks, not years. He is such a time waster!