At seven weeks old, I thought it was about time to introduce Gwen to some fruit. Here she is. With a banana.
Sir Jamie of Oliver would be proud.*
So I've got through the first few weeks relatively unscathed and not too tired. Here are some things I've learnt.
Anyway, I'm slowly returning to normal after the shock of having a baby to look after. I've managed to read a book, go out without her (THREE times - bad mummy!), cooked a meal for six, made a batch of cookies, do a freelance job and even had a day out at the beach.
Miss Meep is back, back, back.
*If the NSPCC are reading, I wasn't trying to actually feed it to her. It was just for observation.