Hi all,
Wow, what a lot of catching up! I kept having this nagging feeling that I ought to get online during the weekend .
Vbab - I'm sorry about your DH being a dope, we have the same difference in ways of working: I'm the planner, he's last minute man. Don't you fnid that this inevitably means that you end up doing at least 2/3 of the work? Also, like hm2j's, he is also being weird about booking leave, esp xmas leave, as "people with kids need it more". Helloooooooo??? Anyone in there? We will have a 6 week old sproglet! I pity the fool.
Me, I had a slightly tiring weekend. On Friday night I did shopping after work until 9:30, made jelly with DH (yay! jelly!) and went to bed with quite huge BH contractions.
On saturday I finished the shopping while DH tidied and hoovered at home (I found a babygrow in Tesco that had a picture of two dinosaurs on and said "Daddysaurus" and "Babysaurus" on, which I am most pleased with). Well, I got home, had a cuppa with a mate who poppped over to eat all the chocolate fingers I bought as she couldn't come to the party then cooked, prepped and shovelled eyeliner on and hosted a very small party as loads of our friends had come down with a D&V bug. Lovely party, though!
I woke up about 6am yesterday with nasty tummy cramps and thought - "Oh, shit, I've overdone it and now the baby's coming" and just made it to the bathroom because it wasn't the baby but the stomach bug. Spent the next 2 hours in the bathroom, and then the next 3 worrying about the baby (who is absolutely fine). I spent yesterday in bed asleep. I went to the MW today and got bump checked and apparently I have ace stomach muscles and baby is behaving perfectly. But I have thrush - ace, because I'm not in a romantic mood as I'm too tired and ungainly for all that and now have an evil excuse .
I am now at work and intending on leaving in about 2 hours to wrap DH's presents, do the ironing and do the rest of the party cleaning up (I had to do some last night as he'd been sat there in the rubble, just adding to the washing up. I was feeling a bit dubious about this party anyway as it was a lot of work for 7 months pg, and going out for a meal would have been shit loads cheaper as well).
So so sorry for huge whinge. PMA time - the baby is fine, the babygro is ace and, as DH keeps pointing out, the fishtank is clean and the carpets do look better now he's hoovered. And I do like coming back to work for a rest after the weekend.