he's a right minger

It's so long now since my last half post, I can't remember what else I was going to say. Days pass so quickly and I seem to be fairly busy and manage to fill my days with activities, even if it's just going for a stroll and a coffee with Babycake (although Babycake doesn't drink coffee directly, you understand). Busy as I am, I still don't seem to get round to doing anything useful, such as posting my sister and brother-in-law's birthday cards and the BIL has been waiting since March to get his.

Last week I took Babycake to visit the team I used to work in with Ms Gingercake and everyone said nice things about the Boy. While this is most gratifying and I believe that he is gorgeous and calm and happy and all the nice things they say, I am very aware that I have said similar things about babies to their parents when I've secretly been thinking that the child was ugly and as animated as a flower pot. Whenever I express these concerns to other people, they reassure me by saying that Babycake really is lovely and I feel good again. Well, until I remember that I've done that too. Anyway, Babycake truly is lovely and a lot of the time is very good company. He's happy to go clothes shopping with me any time and chat to me in the mirror of the changing rooms. He doesn't complain when I go back to the same shop because I want to check something over again and he doesn't complain about how far we walk, even when it's raining. All in all, he's damn fine company.

Babycake may be good company, but as I've said before there is a limit as to how much enjoyment one can derive from the company of a creature with no bowel control, until the need for adult companionship kicks in. With this in mind, I decided to go along to the new parent group at the local clinic and grit my teeth to do the mummy thing. I was pleasantly surprised to find a group of people who seemed really nice and I'm now feeling a bit sad that the group didn't run sooner, as I would have liked to meet other parents much earlier on. As it is, Babycake is one of the oldest , so it feels that the others are at a very different stage. I also find myself repulsed by the little babies and am reminded how much I dislike newborns and how amazing it is that I made such an exception for Babycake that I thought (and still think) he was different to the other babies.

Anyway, must dash. Babycake is napping and I want to join Mr McMuffin for some baby free time. Perhaps I'll be able to post something baby free in the next few weeks, as even I find my obsessive yakyakyak about the Boy a little boring. My apologies.