Sunday girl

Well, its 9,26am on a Sunday morning in December, in hove, in hell. No just kidding but the baby daddy and I are NOT getting on. Another week or less of this then me and baby move to a beautiful new flat just around the corner so daddy will still see Kalani EVERYday. But not me dear sisters, I'm hoping to find some peace for a while. But let's not dwell on sad things, I'm excited about starting this blog. I want to stuff as much in to keep you reading. I'll explain a little about what I do as a part time working mum. My week is usually Monday/Tuesday baby days, with shopping, cleaning ( i have a cleaner the lovely milada who comes Mondays) then Wednesday I leave baby with Nursery (Poets Corner, Shirley st - the cheapest and the most local to me and they are lovely girls), I grab a coffee at Small Batch where baby daddy works - roasting coffee beans out back and i head up to Hove station. I get to London and do my thing at the Bloomsbury office of a large TV production/distribution company where I sell TV shows , look for new ones and more importantly am pushing to get more into the development side of things.......which is great news for me as I was feeling a little bored by sales to be honest. So work is all good. I spread my two 'work from home' days over the week, basically I'm wired to my iphone, answering emails and writing to producers as much as i can squeeze in whilst pushing the buggy around town, or while Kalani is asleep on the sofa having his longish afternoon nap. Thursdays I take him to Flipper and Fins, swimming for babies and its so bonding and i get that extra special time with my son while he gets his confidence in the water, the eye contact is so reassuring for him. In fact today's activity is a photo shoot with Urchin Rock, Nirvana style underwater baby ! cannot wait to have that on my bathroom wall, an extra special present for Kalani's 1st birthday that is coming up on 12th december. I've been lucky in some ways this past year (not in the relationship department) but in all other areas, my work allowed me ample time to spend with my son and taking him to playgroups, swimming, picnics in St Anns Well Park, Brunswick festival, Womad festival, Greece for a week, a holiday in Devon finished off with my younger sister's stunning wedding in Ilfracombe. I dragged a very grumpy partner around with me, god knows what is wrong with him??? I mean what's NOT to like, a beautiful son, lovely flat, he has a great job he LOVES. I've given up trying to find out, I have to move on. Focus on the positive. If there are any other mother's out there going through this in the first year after the birth of the first child, DO get in touch and leave your comments, tips, advice.......I tried Relate, he went to anger mgmt sessions.....nothing helped he still yells and swears at the slightest thing....baby wants the boob gotta go xxx