I reckon that there was something to me drinking all that raspberry leaf tea during my pregnancy that helped Lyla May’s arrival come a little quicker, though in theory it’s just supposed to make the active part of your labour shorter.
So, being a tea believer, I also picked up some breastfeeding tea when I was back in Australia which I opened about a week ago. A heady blend of nettle, aniseed, caraway and fennel, it smells great. But whose bright idea was it to sell as a blend you are supposed to simmer for a minute and then steep for five before straining to drink? So far I’ve tried making it three times and each time been distracted with baby so it ends up boiling almost dry. Made by a man?!
Even without the tea, Lyla seems to be thriving though she sleeps for so long I’m having trouble giving her eight feeds a day. To wake or not to wake a sleeping baby? Could you wake someone this cute?
That’s Mum’s cookies and cream ice cream bowl on the table… Thanks Dad!
Will Lyla May ever fit into her 000 singlets?
Ah who cares, she looks cute in them anyway.
Dreaming about boobs… wake up Lyla, they’re right here and bursting!