Sundays, love 'em. No nanny and no DH. Love both but it means I get the kids to myself. I drink tea and try and cuddle. I decided to go with my gut on the picking up topic and ask the nanny what she said to DH and take it from there. She's great but I have a back up, just in case.
My little ones are 6 weeks and the girl is already in size 2 diapers. I couldn't work out why we where having such poopapaloozi episodes. Poo everywhere. Duh! She eats like a horse. She sucks down 90 to 120 ml every 3 to 4 hours. Yesterday, after I was at rehearsals for 6 hours, I came home to kids that ate from 5 - 8pm. For some reason, in the day, they had barely eaten so by the time I came home they were hungry monsters. I breast fed, bottle fed, breast/bottle fed. It was a circus!!
Now, they are asleep (damn I am so tempting fate) and I have some really great decaf coffee and the NYT to read.
Oh crap -she's awake again!!!