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Did anyone find me? One of the problems with resurrecting my blog, kind of, is that no one is blogging anymore. I have done a big scope of my old blogging friends and there doesn't seem to be any activity.

Why is this?

Does everyone Twitter instead?

Will I have to succumb to the Twitter?

I have always put this off as the whole twitter thing just seemed wrong. It is not a coincidence that the most disgusting couple in literature were called, The Twits. It isn't the writing about the minutiae of my life that worries me, after all I blog, but the shortness of the word limit. My text messages are always two or three SMS worth (thanks to Australia's very short word limit) how on earth can I talk about my day with such brevity?

Data points on the past couple of days

• Z has taken to calling me 'dat' which I think meant that as she is pointing at other things and saying 'dat'. I have been saying Mama to her a lot but it isn't taking. Henceforth I shall be known as 'that'.
  
• I found quite a few jobs to apply to today, but I think most of them are full time. I don't want to go full time yet, too much baby love to give.
• Z has her two top teeth but it hasn't helped the feeding to sleep. She now gets sleepy and then rolls around everywhere crying, sitting up and pushing up. It's extremely hard to get her to sleep now, and so much crying. I have been trying to give her lots of love and a peaceful sleep time and with my best intentions it has now become a painful struggle. I have to just remember that this will pass...
  

Baby modelling

How exciting, Z has been seleted to be a model for baby clothes, she won't earn anything but she will get free clothes. I am proud of what a cute little bundle I am the mum of. This was the shot that got her the gig

Feeding to sleep

OH MY GOD

Since the horrible four month sleep regression I have been feeding my little daughter to sleep.

It has stopped working. Just suddenly rather than closing her eyes and drifting off Z is still lying there wide awake, she then rolls and waves her arms and doesn't go to sleep. I just got her off for her morning nap after a lot of feeding, patting, lying back down and shushing. I really hope that this is the start of a big improvement in her sleep, rather than something that will make life even more difficult. But knowing little Z she is going to have a terrible time sleeping now.

But the good news is she only woke up twice last night.

Blah

I didn't get a job that I really, kind of, wanted. Ho hum.

It was a great job that seemed to need my experience as well as my unused Honours and Masters degree, but I think it was full-time and I don't really want to leave Z in child care five days a week.

Isn't it strange how things change. I was certain before I went on maternity leave that I would be bored and ready to return to full-time work after six months. It is now ten months and I can't see myself in full-time work for a couple of years. Also we have to try for a second baby.

Wow - long time between posts

Its amazing how something like a blogging can come and go from your life. I used to love writing about things that were going on with me and trying to come up with witty anecdotes from my life.

Then I had a baby.

I thought that I would magically have all this time to waffle about what motherhood meant to me and hopefully meet other mum bloggers. God I was amazingly unprepared for what a baby meant. Especially my delightful little cherub, who went through a seven month period of not sleeping and also had serious seperation anxiety from five months. Whew that was tough. I think that we are coming out the other side now, and I have adjusted my expectations of what I can achieve when Z is awake and asleep.

A couple of things saved me:
- Ask Moxie - a blog that highlighted some of the issues that parents face and helped me feel like I wasn't totally alone. There were other babies out there who really didn't sleep and that there wasn't much I could do except whatever gets us through.
- Chatting to mothers - especially a delightful friend in Brisbane who really made the effort, just when I needed to know I wasn't all alone. Hugs to you.

I will see how I go but I think I may be back, bitches.