Hiya!

Hiya, that's me in a picture, finally. Amhairghin has taken to crying till he's blue - all over - two or three times a day. His crying has also changed. From the urgent cry of a wild animal to that of a creature who knows that help will come when he does that. At the age of 3 weeks, he's learning to ask for help. But in a very LOUD way. Why do they cry so long and so loudly for no apparent reason. I studied him today while he was doing this. Yes, he was upset, but perhaps there's a bit in him which goes, i'd like to see how loud i can get. Let's exercise the equipment, man.

The month long confinement is coming to an end. I am glad that it's almost over, but i will miss the pampering. It has been a long month. I long for fresh air, meeting friends in cafes, catching up with people, just taking walks along the Lagan. And exercising again, although i don't know when i can start, especially if this breastfeeding regime is kept up. I plan to continue doing this over the next year - will i get to exercise at all? Possibly when i've started weaning him. So no jogging outdoors till then and i'll probably have to get exercise DVDs in the meantime, if i get anytime to exercise at all.