Hi, all.
Day at MIL's today: out at the park, which has been re-done with a zip-wire, gazebo and all sorts of great "equipment" made out of tree trunks. Later,I did lots of sewing felt ornaments for Christmas presents, while DS gaped at CBeebies, but then had a massive strop at the idea of turning it off after Justin's House, so DH and I had to intervene and turn it off even before the end of that. It is a vile programme - I am really shocked that something so pantomime-y and noisy and pointless was made. JF is capable of so much better programming (his Something Special is absolutely lovely: really gentle, involves disabled children, whom I've never seen on TV anywhere else except CBeebies, lots of signing). He must just be burning through his credibility: Gigglebiz is pretty obnoxious, too.
Time for another TV detox, I think. A couple of weeks with no TV whatsover does wonders for DS's mood in general. Just a bugger it has to coincide with my being non compos mentis for the baby!
A little bit of food stockpiling here, but mostly freezing, so very little practical advice for you, aethelfleda, apart from the store-cupboard necessities of chopped tinned tomatoes - THE best tinned thing (tinned chick peas are also brilliant, as they don't need soaking).
Sorry people aren't sleeping. We're not doing well on sleep in this house, either. That was the case last pregnancy, too, which is frustrating, as I was a mess when DS was born - no idea whether I was awake or asleep and actually thinking my dreams were real (in one dream, I was woken up, started feeding DS, then DH came in to wake me to feed him, and I had "lost" him in my covers, panicking, convinced he was hidden somewhere... when he was still in his Moses basket, and I hadn't started the feed after all). I now realise I did a lot of things wrong that first time, and also may have had a bit of PND which I never realised, but in those days, all the "training" I had was antenatal classes, not like after I found MN! I think that's been the greatest help, in teaching me to formulate what might not be right.
Apologies for the long post; the idea that it is all about to happen again (new baby, hopefully not the other crap) is on my mind...