Well….I managed to “salvage” 5 out of 500+ photos that I “accidentally” deleted from Lightroom. I have no idea which ones they are though, as neither ACR nor Lightroom will recognise them as they are apparently corrupted?! Not sure if there’s a way of fixing them or not?! I also discovered that there wer still a few left on my memory card too – not the ones I was desperately hoping for, but at least it’s ‘something’. I feel a little better having found those few, rather than none at all.
I have my first “shoot” on Friday. A few of us from the EB Beginner’s Flickr group are heading to Melbourne to do a maternity shoot for a fellow EB’er. I’m looking forward to it…. I finally get to photograph someone who didn’t come from my own belly, lol.
I somehow managed to escape the house completely and utterly ALONE this afternoon! OMG…as soon as I pulled out of the driveway, I did my own little happy dance, lol. My ex (“G”) babysat while I went to get my hair cut and do a few other things that I have put off doing. I was only gone 1.5 hours and when I walked in the door, the first thing I saw was G sitting on the couch, with Isabella asleep on his lap. He looked kind of flustered. The only thing he could manage to say was “Nevr, ever, EVER again!”. He had it EASY! Apparently bub cried for half an hour……Oh My Goodness……how on earth did he manage? PFFFTTTTT!!! Welcome to MY world! At least HE didn’t have dinner to organise, baths, showers, bedtime, etc. UGH!
Isabella actually screamed almost ALL night on Monday night. She woke up at 11pm, I changed her nappy, fed her and got her all wrapped up in her wrap and cocoon, ready for bed. She was fine…then out of nowhere, she started crying…it was such a high pitched cry too – one I have never heard from a baby before. It was almost like a squeal. I unwrapped her, burped her, changed her nappy again and attempted to offer her a comfort feed, but nothing was working. The only way I could get her to settle, was to stand up with her over my shoulder, while bouncing her up & down and rubbing her back. Everytime I layed her down, she would start screaming again. This went on for 3 hours. I was beginning to work out how I was going to manage sleeping while still standing. In the end, we were both exhasuted, so I put her into bed with me (and Hails, who had earlier conned me into letting her sleep in my bed, lol). After a little bit more crying and a bit of squirming, bub finally drifted off to sleep. I’m not sure if it was reflux related or if it might have had something to do with the ginormous poo she did the next day…lol. She was a little unsettled again around the same time last night too, but nothing too major!
