Flying mattress graduates - dock here!(507 Posts)
Hey chaps! Here's the space for us to witter on incessantly about our pregnancies!
20 week scan today and it was soooo fantastic! I'll post some pics on my profile later. The sonographer wasn't 100% sure, but thought that it was probably a girl, due to lack of visible meat and two veg!
Hope everyone's doing well! xxx
Wow, congrats Disco!
It's amazing how quick you go second time, isn't it?
Well, Phoebe's room still isn't done, I've nearly got the temple painted, but finishing by her birthday is looking less and less likely the more elaborate her birthday party gets!
I'm planning a Totoro themed party, thankfully all the stuff for goody bags has now arrived from China, so just have to make the invites and get them out, make the pompom soot sprites for the soot sprite hunt in the garden, print the colouring pages, make a totoro cake, get the buffet food... oh, and tidy up the house and chop down the jungle in the garden! Harder than it sounds, it's like the junkyard scene in Labyrinth in our house at the moment...
So I'll have to drop everything to get it all looking ok for guests- currently 5 kids and 5 adults! I see it as a test run for when she's at school and wants to invite her whole class! Eeep!
Hi Rus and Moo
Glad the room is coming on nicely now Rusulka, fingers crossed you will finish it soon. Lyra sounds delightful but I can understand that you feel eek about Phoebe picking her up...I guess Lyra will just grow up tough from her early training as a baby!
Moo I am very jealous of the whisky tasting! My dream holiday would be a chauffeured tour of the best distilleries in Scotland, spending at least a week in Islay. I am glad you are enjoying being a mum. I have to say I'm enjoying it more and more the older Alec gets.
The ttc worked the second month of trying and I'm 12+2! That cycle saw me go pretty loopy as fertility friend messed up with predicting ovulation - luckily we kept on going for a few more days so it worked! It just meant that when I was testing/waiting for my period to arrive it was actually four days too early. Amazingly though it all worked out.
We had the scan yesterday which I was pretty nervous for but it was all ok - heartbeat seen, four arms, legs, head all present thank goodness. The nuchal fold measured very small so I'm hopeful all is well. It's due in early February so there will be 23 months between babies. The nausea and extreme tiredness is starting to ease off a bit but it's been pretty horrible at times. Luckily DH has been excellent and has taken on a lot of my usual jobs so that's really helped. We also have a cleaner now which is the best money I have ever spent!
Annoyingly I've been showing since around 8 weeks (that's when a friend asked me if I was pregnant anyway) but I hope I have concealed it from work. I don't think I've got much chance of doing so when I return after the summer holidays though.
Anyway, I had better go and get on with choosing a stroller to take with us on our holiday. Why is there so much choice?!
Hi all just a quick one - we are all fine. Elly is 15 months and is just amazing we love her so much.
Rusulka congrats on the birth of Lyra.
TTC #2 this month eeeeek.
Will update more at a later date currently doing a whiskey tasting with DH and his brother
Hoping everyone is ok!!!
Disco any luck with the TTC? I'm afraid your SPD is likely to be worse second time round... but I think it's worse if you haven't had at least a year before you get PG again.
Gosh I'm crap.
Disco in answer to your question, it's busy! ...more so because Phoebe is absolutely madly in love with her, but at her age this manifests as smothering her in stuff and handling her too roughly... I've been a bit more twitchy since she figured out how to PICK HER UP, ARGH!!!! And when she decides she's annoyed with her, she removes her from the play gym so she can have a go. You can imagine how well that goes down!
Things wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't STILL painting the jungle room (I know, I know)...but I'm hoping it'll be finished by her 2nd birthday. Every day I'm sat hoping I can do more on it, but with two of them to juggle it's frustrating. I'll get Lyra fed, then sort out Phoebe... and then get upstairs to start work but have to settle Phoebe in the playpen with some sort of snack so she doesn't kick off... by which time Lyra needs feeding, and then Phoebe's soaked through her nappy, and then I need to do the washing...!
I've gotten more done, the walls are pretty much done apart from the feature items and animals, strangler figs... the rocks are all done, so once the river is on it's pretty much just the temple wall that's the big gaping expanse of wall, and I'm working on that right now!
I've done the mortar between the stones, and I'm working on all the edging bricks, but there's 130+ of those. After that I can paint the filler stones, and then the temple's mostly done!
DH has 2 weeks off starting a week on Monday, planning to spend a week with my parents in Norfolk, but the 2nd week I want to really go batshit on the painting.
When he has a day off we tend to take one girl each and do our respective stuff... less stressful on us, and then I don't have to worry about Phoebe getting in the paint!
The garden has gone to shit, so that will have to be a job for next year, when we will hopefully be trying for no.3. I must be mad. But if the bedroom is all painted by then, it should be easier.
Juggling the girls when I go out isn't too bad- one in the pushchair, one in the sling- but with this recent hot weather I haven't wanted to strap Lyra to my sweaty potentially suffocating bosom, so sometimes I've been able to put her in the pushchair and Phoebe walks, but that doesn't work for days out.
We went round London Zoo last month and it was unbearably sweaty and made me a bit miserable... and afterwards DH asked why I hadn't just let him wear the sling. It hadn't occurred to me. Dur.
Lyra is 14 weeks old now, 2nd lot of jabs on Friday (day before SiL gets married- thanks NHS) and she's smiling, laughing, grabbing at things madly... if she cries, Phoebe sticks her finger in her mouth for her to suck, or tries to stuff her face into my boob, which is hilarious.
Hope everyone's doing and feeling well.
Wow! Congratulations on the birth of Lyra Rusulka, that's such lovely news! And it’s brilliant you’ve been able to EBF and on what sounds like a good birth experience (apart from the boring induction bit of course). I'm so glad you are both alright. Can't quite believe that you are on no.2 already!
How is Phoebe coping with the change? And how is it being a mum of two?
I hope Lil, Count and Moo and your little ones are ok too. Count how are her hips coming on? Have you had any more contact with the medical professionals? Moo how is Elinor?
Well, I've been back at work for nearly 3 months now and it's been ok actually, much to my surprise! It's difficult because the school is in special measures (the bad OFSTED was the week after I went on ML so it wasn't my fault!) so we have lots of monitoring visits (yeah, the week I went back - great) but other than that I'm really enjoying the mix of life. I was getting a bit neurotic stuck at home to be honest, even though I did make an effort to get out everyday, etc so it's good to be back out with my colleagues and the children. The only downside is the marking which as ever is excessive and I’m afraid it’s the thing that has to give in my work-life balance!
Lil I work 3 days a week and I hated the idea at first but now I'm quite happy with 3. It gives me 60% of my prior income and I still have 4 days with my Alec. He's loving nursery - I think he's getting a lot out of it, what with all the messy play and interacting with and getting to know other children. He's never cried at drop off and only cried at me at pick up for the first time last Friday, because I waved at him through the window and then disappeared, oops! He calmed down eventually though.
I am having to be more organised though and get into a proper routine. Internet food shopping means I don't have spend a quarter of my days off at the supermarket so that helps massively. I’ve just had a cleaner come to the house today for the first time, that felt weird but sod it – it’s two extra hours with my baby.
We TTC on a half arsed basis for one month, then I got scared as the baby would’ve been due in December and I was worried about being stuck indoors for months on end with a newborn and toddler. Then last month we tried reasonably hard and I suspected I might have been pregnant but I think I got the date of ovulation wrong. It’s really hard temping when you have a child who likes to wake up at random times and half the time I’ve forgotten. I went by CM and nipple soreness but unless I really did have a 17 day luteal phase then I was totally wrong!
This month however is it. We are going into full on TTC mode. I’ve mostly given up drinking, am back on caffeine free stuff, now we just need to have sex! I really hope it happens in the next three months! Especially as one of my NCT group just told us she is pregnant. I’m not jealous of her but I would like to be in the same situation myself. I just hope I have an easier pregnancy this time (if I'm lucky enough to get pregnant) as looking back on it, last time wasn’t pleasant compared to most people I knew, what with the sickness, SPD and the fact that I’m short and had an enormous bump!
Anyway, I have new desktop computer now so I hope to be able to update more frequently (I hate typing on my ipad).
Congratulations again Rus!
Right, ok, sorry it's taken me so long!
Got the phone call on Tuesday morning (1st April) to go in a bit earlier, so off we went with our bag of goodies, bag of games, oh yeah, and stuff for me and Pickle, lol, and left poor little Boo with Nanny & Grandad.
Usual induction bollocks of my best friend the monitor (not), and they gave me the propess. And yeah, nothing. So it's getting into the afternoon and evening, I'm getting increasingly pissed off and stressed, it's not working, can I have something else, it's a waste of time. But everyone is saying no, leave it, no, leave it. And more of the monitoring. And I'm very much aware of the fact that all of this sitting doing nothing and being on the monitor is how Phoebe ended up being back to back, so not happy!
Since it is clear we won't be seeing Pickle any time soon, DH goes home for a shower, to restock the food, and to bring me in a jigsaw- might as well keep myself busy or I'll be baying for blood...
After begging the latest person to take it out because it's a waste of time, I'm in the loo at about 9pm, and trying to clean the bastard string because it's all slimy, and I pull a little too hard, and oh bugger, it's come out. And nobody is going to believe it was an accident, lol. Came out really easily though, like it wasn't in properly in the first place. Maybe that's why it didn't work.
So I'm sitting around and waiting for someone to come and hopefully just let me have the bloody prostin like last time, and eventually they come back and say they have to put in a new propess, and we have to leave it the full 24 hours. Groan. I eventually get a new one at midnight. And guess what? Fuck all.
So DH is asleep in the marginally comfier chair than last time, and I'm up in the small hours writing a tear-soaked letter to Phoebe apologising for not being with her. It was gut-wrenchingly awful not being with her. And by that point I've put together all the straight edges for the jigsaw (world's smallest 1000 piece, about A3 size, of Sydney Opera House if you're curious- did it on a tray).
Next day, waiting waiting waiting til 12, ringing my mum to piss and moan and check on Phoebe, who's having an awesome time and hasn't even noticed I've gone.
So they come, and announce it hasn't worked (DUH!) so we will have to try the prostin... but they can't give me it for 24 hours, because they don't want to overstimulate the cervix, and make my womb explode or whatever. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGHHH!!!
So I spend the whole of Wednesday just sat there like a complete numpty just doing nothing. Monitors, jigsaw, games with DH. And a whole lot of pissing and moaning. Some doctors are supposed to come see me at 10pm to confirm whether they'll go with the prostin or not- only I find myself waiting waiting waiting. And they never came, because they didn't see the point. But nobody told me. And meanwhile it's monitoring for hours on end because Pickle's heartbeat is too slow and they wan't to see some activity because she's been asleep, or she's too active and they want her to settle down. Grump.
Thursday. They know how completely fucked off I am with the whole thing, and get everything sorted for me as quickly as possible. The whole time I've been in my cervix hasn't moved or softened. I think the bishop score actually went backwards at one point. So I finally get my prostin, and... yeah, nothing. A few sort of contractions, but nothing. And now that I'm intimately acquainted with the monitor and what all the marks mean, I can see it's not working. Roll on second lot. By this time I've been on my back a lot on the monitor because they didn't get the readings they wanted with me on my side, despite my protests. I get the 2nd lot of prostin at some point in the evening (I've forgotten now) and same again, at which point I'm thinking 'oh fuck'. But a couple of hours in I'm getting the crampy contractiony things, and I know it's working like last time. Huzzah! About fucking time.
Some doctor is coming to see me at whatever o'clock, so I work my arse off to get the jigsaw finished before they come, since the intention is that they'll check my cervix and drag me off to manually break my waters in delivery suite. And I do it just in time! And by now they're proper backachey crampy contractions, every 5 minutes-ish. I voice my concerns with the midwife on duty that I really don't want them doing a manual rupture as I don't want the drip or for Pickle to be distressed, she says it will be ok because the doctor will listen, and take that into account.
So the doctor swans in at midnight (much later than expected, shock) and I should mention at this point that during the exams my cervix hasn't got further than 4cm, and is still high and posterior. By now I'm feeling like a sex worker on a busy shift, things are pretty raw and getting swollen down there... Mr Doctor basically tells me that my cervix isn't favourable for rupture, but they're going to do it anyway. I say I don't want that, and he basically tells me it's tough titties- she's been in there to long and she has to come out. For once I'm not the only one with a face like a smacked arse- the midwife isn't happy either. I will be dragged kicking and screaming to delivery suite THE MOMENT a bed becomes available. Gulp.
Fortunately about 10 minutes later the woman in the bay next to me has her waters go, so that takes the heat off for a bit. It's hours, we haven't heard anything, and I'm getting to be in a lot of pain. Oh, and the doctor said she's back to back. Not happy! The midwife is in and out, reassuring that they haven't forgotten about me and my name is up on the board, honest.
In the early hours it gets so bad I need pethidine. They suggest a bath, which doesn't really help, so pethidine it is. Feel bad for giving in again, but reassured that regardless I would have needed it last time, and DH not being there had nothing to do with it. I got maybe an hour and a half's sleep on and off between contractions before it wore off. Cervix still high, posterior and 4cm (FFS!)
I managed to spend pretty much all of the time standing or bending over- there was no way I was lying in bed again, I didn't want her coming out back to back if I could help it, and I couldn't believe how much more painful the contractions were if I laid on my side, and they were even worse on my back.
So we get to maybe 8:45am and I'm yelling by now. I need gas & air, yikes! So they bring me a portable cylinder and I'm dragging on it like my life depends on it, but it makes absolutely. no. difference. whatsoever. I buzz them at 9 and tell them it's not working. Exam- 7-8cm they think, but they can't actually feel any cervix. Wheelchaired to delivery suite- can't go to MLU as Pickle is still not engaged- have to be on delivery suite in case cord comes out first when waters break. DH is running along behind with all the bags, and nearly loses us in the corridors!
They take me to the pool room- they were planning to do me a water birth or whatnot, but I get there and stand with my hands on the bed- can I climb on for them to do a doppler? NO! So there's midwives all over the shop, one holding me up with DH, one still with the wheelchair, and one with the doppler, they can't get a trace because of the position I'm in. And then I need to push, so they tell me to go for it.
I get a little spatter of fluid on the floor, which seems insignificant after the bucket of water that I had with Phoebe, but on the next push out comes the rest, all over everyone's feet. DH didn't know it had happened, he just noticed everyone looking at the floor. And then pushing and feeling the burning stretching of her crowning, and then her head was out (apparently), and then I think one or two more pushes and she was out and being passed to me through my legs- 9:26am- about 9 minutes after getting into the room! She was red with blood from head to foot, which was a bit of a shock, and they said I was bleeding a lot. They wanted to cut the cord because she wasn't breathing yet, I vaguely remember turning her over and rubbing her back, and then she was crying, and they took her over for a bit of oxygen I think, but by then I was on the bed, and she was on my chest shortly after. I had a few tears, from where she'd just shot out- her head hadn't even changed shape- but apart from that pretty unscathed. she looked really skinny compared to Phoebe, but weighed the same- 8lb 5oz.
They stitched me up, I had a bath, and off we went- they took me up to the ward, and they put me in a separate place because they knew I didn't like the main ward.
The midwife there was the one I'd been to see, and I got settled into a lovely crisp bed and just wanted to sleep... then she came in, and said they could get the newborn checks dome within a few hours, and then I could go home if I wanted. (!)
To be honest, by that point I was so shell-shocked with how quick it had all been that I just wanted to stay put, but DH convinced me to go home, and my mum came with Phoebe at about 5pm.
We've called her Lyra Elphaba Moon, after the main character in Philip Pulllman's 'His Dark Materials', and the witch from 'Wicked'.
... and now she's 5 weeks old, I don't know where the time's gone! She's slept in bed next to me from the beginning, and I think we've only had 2 nights total where we've had really badly interrrupted sleep, and one of those was because Phoebe was sick.
She only lost 5% of her birth weight, is exclusively breastfed (YES!) and we're all signed off from everybody.
And right now she's screaming for boob, so I'd better feed her. Still struggling with painful latching and misbehaving nipples, but getting there.
Hope all is Going well rus, been thinking of you x
Any news?! Im hoping you are having lovely newborn cuddles now one way or another. Hope all is well with you and pickle x
So exciting rus! I'm hoping that you are currently having a lovely home birth. All the signs sound good. I had nothing before I was induced so you sound much more promising. I had the 24 hour tampon thing which worked in 24 hours even without any labour signs beforehand so hopefully if you do have to have it it will be quick. I'm sure phoebe will be fine if the worst comes to the worst and you both have to be away. Been thinking of you lots and looking forward to hearing about your new tiny baby <squidge> oh obem is on tonight, time for some broody-ness!!!
Hope everyone else is ok. No news here! X
...nothing to report. Lol!
I had a deliciously thick snotty bit of mucous on the toilet paper this morning- if it had pink streaks, I would have assumed it was the plug. But it didn't, so I guess that leaves option 2: my cervix has caught my cold, lol.
Have had contractions pretty much every day, some regular, some sporadic, some while sitting, some while walking around. And plenty of cramps which later on turned out to be diarrhoea. Sigh.
I have never been this pregnant before. 42 weeks today (Mon) so she's had a week longer. I've had 3 sweeps, at the last one she said it was soft and thinning, but nothing so far.
My parents are here, induction is looming... eep!
Hoping to just go into labour at home tomorrow or Tuesday morning and avoid having to be out all day away from Phoebe. Really don't want to leave her, and we'll both be gone... If she's born on Wednesday, she won't even see DH before bed. She'll be so confused. And if Pickle is born on Tuesday, only daddy will come home. I don't want to do that to her.
Feeling horribly guilty about doing this to her when she's too little to understand.
Lil sorry to hear you've all been ill, maybe having got it all out of the way you'll have a madly healthy 2014 and not even get colds.
Count sorry you haven't heard anything about getting LO's hips sorted, but glad she had a nice birthday.
Disco hope the ttc is going well! We have to keep our bin on top of a bookcase, lol. Hope work is reasonably unstressful too.
Bloody hell it's been a long time since I posted!
This is what happens when I get told off for not shutting down my laptop properly and just closing it, I lose all my sodding tabs...
Well, hope everyone had an awesome Christmas and New Year, lol. Can't believe I'm saying that towards the end of March.
Here we are at 41 weeks today and still no sign of Pickle. Induction booked for a week tomorrow (1st April, ha!) but hoping she'll come of her own volition- she's getting a week more in the oven than Phoebe did because the dates are more or less the same this time, so I'm hoping for spontaneous labour because... drumroll... somehow I've managed to wangle a home birth! ... Which will all go to shit if I have to be induced, but woo, go me anyway. My midwife said I could have one of my consultant said yes, he said no, I went to see the supervisor of midwives, who I had to see on the ward where they put me after I had Phoebe (and where I burst into tears when niece was born as I couldn't be in there) and I promptly freaked out again. I was hoping she'd let me be on the midwife-led unit, but she agreed to a home birth, provided I had 2 midwives in attendance.
I think I've got it sort of agreed as well that if I have to be induced I can be moved to the MLU once they've got me going. If I can't even keep my act together on the post natal ward, f**k knows what I'm going to be like on the induction ward where all the horrible bit happened, and If I have to go into delivery suite from there I think I'll be just as bad.
Have had one sweep last week, another this Wednesday, so far nothing doing. I ate 8 pineapple cores last week, managed 2, then had to make the others into smoothies with ice cream and force the bastards down, it was revolting. Woke up the next morning with promising periody cramps and lower back ache- got really excited, but it turned out to just be some epic diarrhoea. Arse.
Read somewhere that all these different 'natural' ways for starting labour will only work if the baby is ready to come out anyway, so if they're not, all the curry and pineapple and sex and evening primrose capsules up your hoo-ha will make absolutely bugger all difference!
On the old mental health front, I got a date through for a psych assessment at the beginning of December, and when I got there he wouldn't do it because I had Phoebe with me, which is always a good way to start, don't you think? Apparently it would be emotionally traumatic for her to see me in a state, or whatever bollocks it was he said. anyway, got another appt through for beginning of January, so considering we only had the rest of the pregnancy to work with, that effectively lost me 1 of the 3 months. Knob end. Anyway, he did 3 assessment appts, and I only cried once and it wasn't even for long, Phoebe could have totally been there, so I think he just doesn't like kids and was being an arse. Grump. Fast forward a bit, and I got 6 'therapy' sessions where they basically tried to help me with my intrusive thoughts (which I haven't really been suffering with) by apparently letting me talk for an hour and occasionally interjecting. I came out of them having done one mindfulness exercise (which I could have found on the internet) and absolutely no help whatsoever with my inability to control my emotions, which I consider to be a much bigger issue. All of which meant I spent every Monday being apart from Phoebe and DH for a minimum of 3 and a half hours when I didn't want to be. I haven't heard from my psychiatric nurse, presumably because the previously mentioned pillock hasn't told her we've finished our sessions, so I feel a bit like I've been dropped, but hey, f**k 'em.
The good news is, I've been feeling a lot better, not because of the therapy, but because I finally pulled my finger out and made plans to empty the house of all extraneous shite. We've spent pretty much every long weekend DH has had off (poor bugger) sorting through stuff, putting archive things in the attic, taking unwanted stuff to charity shops, putting things where they're supposed to be... the upshot is, the house looks a hell of a lot better.
It does mean I haven't spent as much time on the jungle room, so no, it still isn't finished (I know you were all dying to know, lol), but it is getting there- recently I've been trying to get the low bits painted so Phoebe can't stick her fingers in the wet paint, and I have all the greys mixed ready to paint the rocks, waterfall and temple, I've figured out how I'm going to do the river, and that just leaves the creatures, features, and drawing in some more detail. DH is taking a month off for paternity this time, using some holiday, so I'm hoping to get a fair bit done then. Aiming to be done by the beginning of June, and then it's taken me a year, which gives us 3 months before Phoebe is 2 and could potentially start wanting her own space.
In the meantime I'm trying to keep busy in this limbo!
My parents will come down to look after Phoebe while I'm induced, although I really don't want to be away from her, especially as I don't know how long it will take. Apparently they use different stuff now- it's like a tampon that can be left in up to 24 hours, and when your contractions start it just drops out. It should work quicker than the prostin gel I had last time, and I hear second babies are a lot quicker too. So if I stand up the whole time, you never know, I might be back home in time for tea, lol!
Fingers crossed for a spontaneous outcome, or at the very least, MLU after induction... either way, you'll know within 10days! :D
Oh Lil I'm so sorry that's awful but I do hope all is well now!
I do miss coming on here but with such a busy day to day trying to find time to update and get on here doesn't always work out! Lil miss is still BF she don't want to eat but HV is concerned about her a little bit and is going to refer me to a speech clinic as to see all is well with her throat blah blah!
I think she's fine just real stubborn! And loves milk!!!!!
She's now 1 and had a great princess's themed party with pink and glitter and crowns everywhere! And although she had a house full of guests she decided to sleep through most of it!! No word on her hip issue and I have been told this will delay her walking and crawling on her knees at the moment she does the seal crawl and pulls herself along!
Upsetting to watch but I'm use to it now! And I'm trying to focus on the great things she can do like saying No, Daddy, mum and wheeeeeeeeee!!!!
I have decided to extent my Mat leave without pay! As not ready to return to work it's dipped our income but we are coping!
Enjoying the few limited peeks of the sun can't wait to see it more!!!!
Hi to everyone - big hugs to our not so much babies!
Disco, how many days are you doing? I have found it a lot less stressful going back 2 days and having a much more important distraction in the evenings helps me not to dwell on things! Hope it goes well for you.
Rus a lady on my ante natal refused induction and gave birth at around 43 weeks iirc. It is your right but they will prob want you in for monitoring every day if you go well over. She is a mid wife and there was no way she was going to let them induce her! Hope all is going well with pickle and phoebe. Go with what you're happy with I say.
Count I have no advice re food but she sounds like a happy little lady so wouldn't worry too much. Lily bf till 13 months and gave up on her own if that helps at all.
Either one, two or all of us have been ill ever since the beginning of January. It is now ridiculous. We've had a combination of Chicken pox, sickness, nasty colds and now copper poisoning from the pipes Only dh was ill but feel terrible that I've been giving it to Lily Bottled water from now on!
I'm getting broody too, especially after watching obem last night but going to wait a while longer before broaching it with dh. It will probably be that last time I'm pregnant and want to enjoy Lily while she's so little and then have another go so it lasts longer! That sounds mad I know but don't want to rush and have the baby bit it all over too quickly!
Hope everyone else is ok xx
How's everyone and their babies doing? Rus how are things progressing with your pregnancy? Count how was christmas? And how are Lil and Moo?
Things are ok with us. Alexander is crawling, cruising, into everything and cannot be left alone without causing havoc of some description! As I type he is trying to grab a shell off a windowsill that is higher than him... he's gone from being a titchy thing who had to be admitted to SCBU to a great big fat thing now (love him). Since weaning he's gone from between 25-50 centile to 50-75 and last time to 75-90. He's still between 25-50 for length so I'm hoping he;ll catch up. Sorry for bragging but it's a nice end to all the worry about his weight and breastfeeding!
He is mostly a happy little soul who likes mooching around on his own (as long as you are in the room too). He had his first session at nursery today and didn't miss me at all, I'm happy he's happy but hey, a pretence at missing me would've been nice!
I'm back to work next week on a part time basis...it's going to be strange to emerge from my maternity leave bubble. I have mixed feelings about it tbh, mostly around the fact that being a teacher at the moment is bloody hard work and whatever you do, you are doing it wrong. My school is struggling and there has been a massive staff turnover since I left so a lot of people aren't even going to know who I am which is weird. I'm ok with leaving Alexander (he'll only be in nursery for 2 days which I'm comfortable with) I think..we'll see!
What else? Well, we begin TTC this month. I hope I am not going to get quite as obsessed with it this time and am settling in for it to take at least 6 months. I'm charting again when I remember but I've been keeping notes of ovulation signs since my periods began again. Luckily it seems I won't have to give up breastfeeding just to ovulate which is a relief.
Right better go, he's attacking my stereo with a stone from the beach and has emptied the contents of my bin on the floor. Stop it you!
Big wave to disco and festiemum and everyone else too!
Ps - no Christmas decs in my house flying out again with the babies so not much point!!!! My plans is too never be here for Christmas it's so much better and stress free!
Hello all congrats to you Rusulka on another baby girl!
I can't imagine a age gap like that I can just about cope with Princess now 9 months and her 3 year old brother! At least he doesn't mind watching baby tv with her! And her adores her and shares his toys and lollipop with her!
Although I have tried and tried she doesn't seem to like eating solids in any form finger food gets crushed and porridge and foods gets all over face and not in mouth as she's shuts her mouth tight! And gags when I get some in her mouth! Sob 9 months on 4 teeth and still bf!!!!!
No news about hips she will need an operation when she turns 1! But she's sitting up and is trying to crawl and can flip from back to belly and back again if she wants! She makes loads of noise and is doing the whole copy thing!
So I wave she waves, I stick out tongue she does! I shake my head she does and claps!!!!! Although baby4 I'm still amazed at it all!
Moo, Lillian,tired and crew all the best from me to u!
Glad I could be of assistance, Lil.
Sorry to hear Lily has been ill, it's just that time of year really, isn't it? Phoebe had a really ugly red rash in the summer, frightened the shit out of me, but she was carrying on as normal, so we were told not to worry. Hmm.
Phoebe gets a rash from certain bath products, could that have been partially it? Although I guess if she was off as well it was probably all connected...
4 days til Lily's birthday!!! We will be in Norwich visiting Nanny & Grandad and dumping off Christmas presents while I still have the car, so you will have to pass on our best wishes for me.
Got a care review tomorrow morning (wtf- haven't had any yet, grumble grumble) to which my doctor has been invited- they've invited the one I went to see about the OCD, but I'm shitting bricks it's going to be the crap one who fucked everything up originally, and I'm just going to be sat there in misery.
Weighed myself for the first time in 5 weeks and I've put on 7lb, fuck.
It's Asda's fault, they've been doing massive bars of galaxy for £2, and I've eaten about 5 or 6... plus countless sweeties, oops! Maybe when the car goes back and I actually have to walk everywhere again, it'll fall off. Miracles happen, right? RIGHT??!?!!?
Phoebe has discovered the joy of opening brand new packets of wet wipes and pulling them all out, so now I have to find a new place to keep them. Running out of storage that's more than 3 feet up!
Hallowe'en decorations finally came down yesterday, only just got sick of them, didn't want them still up after we got back, dribbling into December is probably a bit silly... hoping to get DH into the attic tomorrow to put them away and get Christmas ones out.
Oh yes! The rats seem to have gone. We had a week with no sign of them, so I screwed an L-bracket over the hole, still another week with no movement or any tracks, so we've finally stopped barricading the kitchen off, which means no running round hefting a portfolio about before Phoebe pulls all the game controllers out from under the TV... aah, bliss.
Looking at getting a quilt and pillow for Phoebe's cot, as they seem to think that's why she's not sleeping in there (still bare sheet) but I thought she needed to be two... oh well. Feel pretty conflicted as I'd rather she just slept in bed with us (much to DH's annoyance).
Feeling a bit overwhelmed with all the stuff the HV told me to do with her, it's all a bit much at once-
out of our bed and into cot
into her own room
drinking from a cup
learning to go down stairs
Think I might ignore the bed bit. HV wants her climbing down stairs by the time Pickle is here as my hands would be full, but I pointed out Pickle would be in a sling so I'd be hand-free... she just said I had an answer for everything. I was serious though!
Seriously intending to refuse induction this time around, read a really interesting article saying average pg is 40-42 weeks, assuming they take YOUR dates into consideration, which they didn't with Phoebe... will have to see how I feel nearer the time, but I think that will increase my chances of going into labour naturally, which apparently is a lot less painful!
How that goes down with the consultant and midwife remains to be seen...
Oooh, thanks for all the game suggestions, I knew you would have some ideas! Will have a look and hopefully will be able to get DH to play with me.
Glad you are getting some help and hope it won't be too late. SS have a lot on their plate so hopefully they'll bog off as soon as they see there are other places that would be a better use of their time.
Congratulations on having a girl My SIL had her baby on Monday - a girl after 2 boys so don't worry about that! Also you won't need to buy too much stuff (although I'm sure you'll still be super organised with your spreadsheets)
Lily has been really ill this week - think it must have been a virus as no symptoms apart from a slight rash all over but she has most definitely not been herself. Cue sleepless nights for me and DH checking her every 5 mins and a very grumpy baby. She is now back to normal, just in time to go to nursery and catch something else <grump, grump>
Anyway 10 days until her birthday - I am in denial; she is still my little baby and not a toddler despite appearances and the very cute wellies we bought her so she can go outside!
Hope everyone is ok
Lil as far as games are concerned, there are some great ones out there. Apples to Apples is a fun party card game, cheapest on Amazon, but you need at least 3 people, and the more the better. Dixit is also good with a group. DH and I particularly enjoy Ticket to Ride, Smallworld, Bohnanza, Bananagrams, Blokus, Once Upon a Time (also good in classroom!), mapominoes, Fluxx, Gloom, Kill Doctor Lucky, Tsuro, Yahtzee... all of which are prefectly good with 2 players. Ticket to Ride is a particular favourite of mine. Check out the descriptions and reviews on Amazon, a good website to buy them from is www.gameslore.com, they do 5% discount when you spend £100, which pretty much covers the postage, and the games usually work out cheaper than Amazon.
Because mine and DH's birthdays are a day apart, we tend to have £100 worth of games from that website... and do the same at Christmas.
Well, we've been busy.
I've had an initial assessment with mental health, been assigned a community psychiatric nurse (seeing her again tomorrow), who is liaising with everyone on my behalf (at least I think that's what she does), and I've just been sent a massive pile of questionnaires to fill in and send back about how I feel about things.
No actual counselling or therapy yet, and getting somewhat anxious about whether I'll even get any CBT before Pickle is born (because of the massive waiting lists) which is crap because that was kind of the whole point!
Before all that happened though, social services got involved again (of course they bloody did) and this social worker is a total arse. The last we heard from the grumpy cow, she said they'd be contacting the people helping me to make sure I was receiving the support I needed, and do a report, which would take 3-5 working days... and that was 4 weeks ago, so efficient she bloody well isn't. Grump.
Hopefully they'll decide I'm getting the help I need, and f**k off and stop interfering; most likely they'll come back and visit once Pickle's born to check up on me, hoo-f**king-ray.
I've got a different consultant now, who is the proper mental health person I SHOULD have been paired up with in the first place, and he's awesome, as in doesn't think I'm nuts, lol.
My health visitor came today- I thought it was for Phoebe's 1 year check (bit late, but oh well), but no- she was here to see me because of the social services referral. Argh! So we never got a letter for a check up for Phoebe. She's said she'll do it before baby group on Wednesday for me though.
What else... had anomaly scan last Thursday, Pickle seems to be doing great, asked for some quite specific pictures, but just got printed the same standard baby on its back, legs in the air pics. Quite annoyed. And... it's another girl! So we know her name, but in our time-honoured tradition, there won't be any bean-spilling any time soon.
A little disappointed it's not a boy- we kind of hoped the middle one would be, but then if it had been a boy, I'd have disappointed in case we couldn't use the girl's name we like so much. Now I'm worried we can't have boys, too! Minefield.
Saw my midwife today, and got the pretty devastating news that she's being moved to cover maternity leave, and expects not to come back- which means I don't get her for the rest of this pregnancy, and feasibly not even for the next one. Really gutted. She gave me a big hug before I went (and did me a referral for physio because my SPD is back again already).
Apparently the replacement I'll be getting is perfectly good, but I'll miss her dirty mind and easy manner. She's almost like a friend after everything we went through with Phoebe.
And on THAT subject...
I read an article saying that in women who have IV fluids during labour, once the baby is born it excretes the excess fluid, so they should be measured for weight gain against discharge weight, NOT birth weight. So because of the IV antibiotics I had during my hospital stay days before induction, I might potentially have got all that flack for not providing adequate milk when I was doing perfectly fine. Grr!
This time it will all be different!
Oh, and I'm still painting Phoebe's jungle...
Count so sorry to hear about the hips - my friend is in exactly the same situation and I couldn't understand why they hadn't picked it up in all the checks but obviously it is more common than I thought. Hope you can get it sorted soon and glad that everything else is going well.
Disco fx that the dairy problem is short term - I'm not sure what Lily would do without cheese and yoghurt! Have you done any more tests?
Moo I miss nice milky poos! Hope all is good with you. We're going to wait a few years before the next one too although atm Dh is saying he is happy with one.
Rus glad you are getting some help.it sounds like you have a lot to deal with and can understand how SIL issues are not helping. I think you need to have some space and just smile and nod when you do have to be with her (easier said than done!) but you don't need to be the one supporting her - you need to put that energy to looking after yourself.
So pleased your bum is better - weirdly it was thinking about you and your bum that made me get the computer out and come and see how you all are (a chap on embarrassing bodies had a hole in his bum in case you were wondering why I was thinking about your bum!!)
Lily is gorgeous. She is now walking and is so funny hiding behind the sofa and peaking out when she knows I want to change a nappy or something.
Dh and I are finding we are just watching crap tv after Lily goes to bed and need some quality time doing different things. I'm thinking about a games night and thought who better to ask for recommendations than Rus (and anyone else who has any ideas).
Oh also have you found out the sex yet Rus?!
Hope all of you and your babies are doing well. Does anyone know if festie is still about or how Berries is getting on? Take care everyone!
Disco maybe it's just not showing up on pee sticks... if another test comes up negative, you could always get a blood test done at the drs to get it settled either way.
Feeling a lot better about the whole SiL thing, because something is finally being done about me!!!
Spent the whole day at the hospital more or less- went in for my consultant appt, explained everything, then ended up there for over 6 hours while they over-reacted AGAIN and eventually got to see the psych people who said basically what I wanted- this happened before, you don't want it happening again, let's set up some help for you so you've got some coping mechanisms in place.
I should hear something tomorrow.
I don't think she's making it up any more, but she just doesn't have ocd, and I think that's what's annoying me. Having the same thought over and over again is not ocd. Which leads nicely onto all my crazy stuff I do:
Thoughts pop into my head (intrusive thoughts) which are horrible, or involve me/family/Phoebe being hurt.
Sometimes I just go oh, I don't want to think about that, and brush it aside. Sometimes I can't, and they keep coming over and over again, especially when I'm stressed.
I'm very particular about things being where they're supposed to be or where they've left them.
Things have to be done a certain way, and I get anxious I guess, if they're not done the 'right' way.
The TV volume has to be on a prime number, my clothes are in spectrum order, books are grouped by subject, computer games are in alphabetical order, and DVDs by subject and then alphabetical order.
I can't leave something half done, I have to finish it before I can do something else, even if that something else is having a wee or changing Phoebe, which can sometimes be disruptive.
I don't like it when I've decided on a course of action and then things have to change, which is why I think I handled it so badly when things didn't go according to plan when Phoebe was born.
There's more stuff, but it's basically obsessing when things go wrong, and compulsively having to do things. Most of the time they're quirks, like the TV volume, but when I get stressed and upset, they become stupidly important and I really lose the plot.
Anyway, we're going to try and have a relaxing evening in bed. Will keep you posted with regards to any progress that's made.
And on the plus side, I got to hear Pickle's heartbeat, and they're absolutely fine! And not dead like I'd convinced myself. So that's something.
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