Finally I have a moment to myself to blog. Hooray for me. X is now two and a half weeks old and I'm managing on about 4-6 broken hours of sleep a night. Totally worth it. Cate has been adorable in her acceptance of her brother. She thinks we brought X home exclusively for her. She says he is her baby. It's very cute.
Now that the baby has arrived I've turned my focus on our move. the first thing I've been doing is slowly going through my books to get rid of them and box them for London. I have about 1,500-2,000 books so it's taking me a little bit a day to chip away at them.
Now that the move is just over a month away, I'm freaking out a little. What are we thinking? Can I handle London and the move? It's all so overwhelming. But we'll get through it. I just did a search for flats again - we're definitely going to be living in a tent on the outskirts of town from the looks of it! Good thing I'm handy with a hot plate and open fire camping!
Oy - more later when I have five more minutes to myself!
Anyone have a good idea of child friendly neighborhoods?