Knackered

Benj is teething. Again. How many teeth does a kid need? Surely 7 is enough.

Anyway, this means we are enjoying his waking up crying 4 or 5 times a night, still waking up at 6am, and spending most of the day wanting to be comforted. Along with this going on I've been upping my running distances with the dog - 10km every other day.

Results? Aching arms from lifting up hefty kid ever 10 mins, aching legs from running around in gale force Wellington "breezes".