Whatevs

So, people used to ask in the days when people used to ask about this blog, will the second one get the same treatment? Will their every waking and none-waking moment be the springboard for another ramraid on the thesaurus? And what of Olivia  - will she be abandoned to the unblogged life?

Well it's, gulp, 12 weeks since Niall made his entrance, Dad doing his best Doug Ross impersonation in scrubs, Mum lost in a narcotic haze, and the poverty of pictures and accompanying verbiage, answers the question - Niall's likely to be on the receiving end of some very sporadic blogging.

In many ways this is symptomatic of what everyone warned us about second child syndrome, the way the anxieties and urgency that attended Olivia's early-days, give way to a general 'Whatever' sense of benign-neglect. Sterilize stuff? Quick dunk in the bowl from last night's washing-up'll do. Fret about giving him a dummy? 'Do us a favour, before you cut that cord and stick this in his mush, love.' Breast or formula? Sup up yer fruit-shoot, lad.

So, no Niall is unlikely to be quite so extensively blogged, but a little peek at him every now and again never harmed anyone, did it?