Tired, tired, tired

Took Tom to the doctors today to get him checked over. Was told that he is fine, apart from congestion in his throat and that the sleepless nights are part of being a parent! Not the most helpful comment, but at least we know there isn't anything wrong with him apart from the congestion. We asked how long it was likely to take for him to get over it and was told it was impossible to predict. Could be a couple more days, could be some more weeks. There is nothing we can give him or do for him, we just have to let it run its course.

Once we had finished at the doctors, we headed into Newport to get some brunch at Waitrose and for Matt to pay in some work cheques. The afternoon saw us in Bridgnorth for Gymbabes, which was full of equipment for babies to play on. Seemed quite well run, and the people there really seemed to know what they were doing and were very friendly. Had a quick coffee afterwards with Rachel Z and her mum, but Matt suddenly became unwell and we had to leave.

Came home, Tom had a nap, whilst we vegged downstairs. The sleepless nights have really got to all of us now!

Tom was in bed at 6.30 and Matt and I were in bed for 8.30. Me upstairs and Matt downstairs.

Oh - another milestone, Tom has found his willy! We think it was from Spain, when he had a couple of baths with his Dad and realised that he has the same anatomy as his Dad. He likes to grab it and pull, pull, pull it. I think he is trying to pull it off. It certainly makes his Dad wince. Sorry, no pic from today - we were just too tired to even think about it.