The Good:
Tabitha slept in until 8am this morning. 8am!! Sure, I fed her at 1 and 5am, but it certainly was a lovely treat to just naturally wake up, of my own accord, and when the sun is already up. I don't know why she slept in, and I'm sure it won't become a regular thing, but when you're a mother you learn to give thanks for small blessings!
Also, I have finally lost all of the baby weight. Tabitha is nearly 9 months old (8.5), so I think that it's true what They Say: "it takes 9 months to gain the weight, so don't expect to loose it in 3!" You can't really try to loose weight quickly when you're breastfeeding - you could place your milk supply at risk - so you just need to plod along, eating sensibly, exercising. Between breastfeeding, which uses around 300 - 500 calories a day, and baby-wearing (walking around all day with an 8kg weight strapped to me!), the weight naturally slipped away over the past 9 months, without having to worry too much about it. I know it's such a petty and unimportant thing, really, but I am feeling much healthier, stronger and more 'me' now, so I'm happy about it.
Here is me when I was getting quite enormous. Don't I look surly?! The Daddy was dragging me on a walk up Hanging Rock, and I was Over It. I put on around 20kg with the pregnancy, which doesn't seem too much, until you realise that the baby only weighed 3.5kg! This photo was around 38 weeks, I think, when we went to Hepburn Springs for the weekend - we stayed at this lovely little Japanese Ryokan, and the kind woman there stacked two futons on top of each other, because she wasn't confident I could climb up and down onto one!
The Bad:
Our older cat has really ramped up his hunting. It is most upsetting. Mice actually scurry across our back fence line, and he just sits and picks them off. I am thankful that he doesn't catch native wildlife, and I know that the rats and mice are introduced pests, but they really are sweet little creatures, and it makes me so sad when he catches them. He has a bell and all that, but he is just an excellent hunter - sometimes bringing in multiple catches in one day. Sometimes I can save them - if he brings one in alive, and I convince him to drop it straight away, I shoo it into the bathroom, leave it alone in a dark, quiet room for an hour to calm down and de-stress, then gently shoo it into a box, and go down the front of the block (well away from out back yard) to release it into the shrubbery, where there are plenty of places for a mouse to hide.
Does anyone have any tips? They aren't allowed to roam, we have cat-proof fencing, but I can't really stop him catching them from within our little garden. Sometimes the brazen things even creep inside through the open back door to snatch cat food! I've tried two bells. I've heard of some sort of sonar product - does anyone know if they work?
The Ugly:
My skin is freaking out at the moment! I feel like I'm a teenager again - the perky bust and ability to stay up all night, I would welcome... But instead, I just have dreadful skin. I can't understand it - I've been drinking 3 - 4 litres of water a day (hello breastfeeding), eating fairly well, exercising (well, as much as usual). I am not happy about it.
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