Sienna arrived bright and early this morning. Mark is the early bird in this house so he receives her ladyship then they both come upstairs to wake Granny up. It's rather lovely to open my eyes to a smiling baby who's already dressed and being held by somebody else. I wave from my bed, get a big toothy grin for my efforts, then haul myself out of my pit to begin the day. By 8.30am she's generally got a couple of episodes of Teletubbies or In the Night Garden under her belt and has eaten her cereal and fruit for breakfast.
The plan today was to go shopping, then take her to the park to feed the ducks but she had a sleep between 9am-10am so shopping was done later than usual and by the time it had been put away it was her lunchtime. Then she slept for 2 hours which was lovely but it meant there was no time to get to the park and back before picking Thomas up.
I've no idea how I used to fit play centres, walks, parks, visits etc in when Amy was little but I did. Maybe I was a lot quicker at doing things back then and I know for sure I was definitely fitter. I suspect it was more to do with the fact she would mither so much to do things it was easier to just do them rather than listen to her go on. She was definitely a live wire when she was a toddler so when Thomas hit that stage and would only go out under duress it was a bit of a shock, but if I'm honest a big relief as well
Anyway, Sienna has been a joy to have today, which isn't the case every week I can tell you. I'm hoping the weather is nice again next week and I'm going to try and re-arrange the day a little bit so we can get out to the park, as long as she doesn't sleep and eat the day away.
Edited to add: it looks like we've given her a dirty mop head to cuddle, but it's a sheep and she takes it everywhere with her. It's bedraggled, full of holes and has had the legs sewn back on more times than I can remember, but she loves it.