In 2 months time I will be matron of honour, and I still look pregnant!!! Time to sort out this body once and for all.

My first day at gym is a killer. I haven’t done more than take a 20 minute walk in 12 months so even looking at the treadmills is daunting. On my way out of the gym, I notice the spa. I immediately book the slimming programme, since it’s going to take more that a few buckets of sweat to whip this body into some shape other than blob.

I like this spa thing. They hook you up to some machine, then turn it on and it does its thing. After 3 sessions, my messy blob looks better and better, more contained. Even my tummy has gone down to 4 months pregnant, instead of 7.

2 weeks later, I am a size down and more that 4 kilograms down. I look so mch better. Most people are surprised at the radical change.

My first day back at work I depressing. I get home and all I get to do with LO is bath him, feeding then put him to bed. When am I going to spend time with my boy if I keep working!!!! I decide that I need a drastic change of routine. Go to gym at 5:30, work by 7:30. That way, I am home by 16:10 and I have until 19:00 to sit and play with LO. This means I have to be in bed by 21:00 latest. No more laying about in front of the TV!!!

I am not totally in my new routine yet. It’s more difficult getting to bed on time, but we will get it right eventually. LO has a blocked nose, so he tend to wake up more often. This time when he wakes up, it’s with a full blown cry. It’s not easy to sleep through that. I end up checking to see if DH needs any help. What I would do for a full night of undisturbed sleep.

Last week I decided that DH should take some of the night-feeding duties. It wasn’t very successful. Between them they make so much noise that I wake up anyway. And DH gets upset at even the smallest things, so for my LO’s sanity, and mine, I decide he takes the shifts before midnight, and I’ll take care of the rest. I have no idea how he sleeps though LO’s feedings. I just figure that while I was pregnant, I got a lot of baby-hearing hormones, cause I hear the smallest sounds he makes. I also got a lot of get-back-to-sleep hormones, cause as soon as my head hits the pillow after a feed, I’m in dreamland.