Down stairs expressing and giggling to myself trying not to wake hubby and Megan! So good to have a giggle
Megan arrived at 0052 and we got home at 0600 popped Megan in her basket and went straight to sleep. Obviously completely shattered due to long labor.
Door bell goes at 1030, I wake up panicked as its going again.
Turn to hubby and say someone's at the door.
(Obv last few weeks before having Megan hubby had been helping me out of bed as so big had to be launched!)
Hubby: Ok
Me: babes they'll be gone if you don't go now
Hubby: hmmm
Me: I really don't think I can do it
Hubby: I'll help you (half asleep)
Me: ok but I just don't think I can (tears start coming)
Hubby: it's ok hubby ill help you, don't worry
Hubby starts to roll me out the bed and tries sitting me up. With more tears and moans that I don't think I can.
Hubby: what are you doing babes?
Me: I'm was trying to wake you to answer the door, but you just started rolling me out the bed, I've just had a baby and my bits aren't quite right yet. I don't think I can do it.
Hubby: oh god so sorry (quickly starts helping me back to bed)
It was the midwife so up I got anyway!
Was horrible at the time, being exhausted in pain and "helped" to answer the door!
Reminded hubby about it the other day and we were both in stitches.
What lack of sleep can do to you hay?!