Just the two of us: Parents in law have left and its just Koala Baby and me for a couple of days - until E comes back. I've learnt not to be too ambitious when it's just the two of us.
Keeping it simple: I take my shower while Koala Baby is lying down on a fluffy towel, on the floor, distracted by a picture of a black and white penguin (I'm making progress: he doesn't complain if it's not too long). Breakfast is cereal with lactose free milk while lunch is 2 pieces of toast with whatever is in the fridge - hastily consumed while standing with Koala Baby in one hand or sitting on the sofa in the living room when Koala Baby is sleeping and has not realised yet that he's been left in the cot (average time so far of only 20 minutes). Dinner is usually a miss; it's just too much work especially as Koala Baby tends to be more fretful in the evenings. I would be chuffed with this diet if not for the fact that I'm breastfeeding. The only time I have properly to myself is when Koala Baby is asleep at night. I lie down next to him on my bed and use the iPhone to feel less alone (and hungry).
Reminiscing: On days like this, I think about the 16 year old comrade I had at a waitressing job in a french deli many years ago in Leicester. She found herself pregnant and became a single mum. How did she manage? Did she feel lonely? She must have had some help surely? I didn't ask then. The last time I saw her was a few weeks after the baby was born (she stopped waitressing when she became preggers). We had bumped into each other around the corner from my flat (in the city). She was wheeling a pram with baby inside and had invited me to join her and her friends for a Saturday night out in the club to party. I didn't go and remember being a little bit concerned for both her and the bubba's future.