At around 8 months my life seemed to gain some kind of normality. I wasn't housebound and I could actually get a few things done (e.g. the washing up!) while the girls were awake. My house was starting to look more livable, I was having regular showers and on the odd occasion I had the opportunity to style my hair. I stopped walking the girls in the pram for 2 hours in the afternoon to keep them happy and went to the shopping centre or a friends place instead. This didn't help my weight loss efforts! Instead of burning off calories by walking the girls and starving in the afternoon (never had time to pack a snack for myself) I was downing iced coffees and biscuity snacks.
It was around this time I joined a gym. I left the girls in the care of complete strangers (the creche workers) for the first time. They settled pretty well at the creche and I was able to have some baby free time. The best thing about going to the gym was being able to shower and get dressed without fear of waking a child or having to listen to them protest at my unavailability!
Being able to crawl around was fantastic for the girls because they could finally get up to some mischief! They loved to do things like ....fossick through the kitchen cupboard, smash open a packet of chocolate buttons and nibble on them.
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