Achoooo!

So I have a full on cold. I managed to escape the last one since I came out of hospital (a month ago!) just about but this one kicked me in the nads alright. And Adelaide, who has been a bit pissy and sleepy today. Now she's acting up and refusing to go to sleep. I am trying to get a routine set in, but its hard because shes being all whiney and not knowing herself what she wants.

Today we went to Gracie's 3rd birthday. She slept through the whole thing. 20 odd 3 year olds running about being lunatics and she was oblivious. She griped for a minute, so I held her and she went back to sleep again. She has been super clingy the last day or so, I hope its because she isn't feeling 100%. I miss Cindy living here, but its been nice the last day or so with Megan, we've had our doors open and not worried about Joel running in and hurting himself or breaking something, and we've had a sly Jack Daniels and coke and listened out for each others babies. It's made things so much easier. We also stached a steriliser and a kettle upstairs, to save on time running up and downstairs to get bottles made up for the girls. And wow, it makes life a lot easier. Addie is on the Greedy Baby formula, well the hungry baby formula from Aptamil. I am trying to breastfeed still but its pretty nightmarish. I find breastfeeding pretty easy and straightforward. Madam can latch perfectly well, its just that I have never ever produced enough (hence the stay in hospital where Addie was going berserk and I then followed after nights of no sleep and constant feeding literally) and have been playing catch up ever since. So I still feed intermittantly where possible on the breast, but when I do she actually gets MORE windy and gripey because there isn't enough and starts getting frantic. The formula fills her up nicely and I now have time to get a decent meal rather than toast and Lindt Lindor chocolates. And now she is content and fed, she is starting to sleep much better. Actual hours at a time. The last week its like shes been a different baby. She still has a mad few gripey hours but they are so much better and less likely to make me want to kill myself now (touch wood). Shes still grunty and squeaking but now starting to make cute noises like Erin ("earg-pew") and tries to smile.

I'm getting exicted for Christmas and seeing my family and Patrick. At the moment we are talking pretty constantly because I am off work and staying up late. I hope it won't be too hard when I am working again. At the moment we are looking at houses, and this makes me very excited and happy and scared and overwhelmed and contented and confused and worried and smiley at the same time. Also, houses at the moment (generally and in his area) are so cheap! Obviously I am not in any position to buy a house, let alone in America, at the moment, but thats pretty cool atleast. It is certainly a buyers market that is for sure. I wonder when and how the three of us will finally come together as a family unit and function properly haha. Patrick's mum tells people about our situation and comments that we are some kind of modern day love story or something. This makes me chuckle.