Double buggie are forbidden from my life. No way. No how. Ain't gonna do it. DD will be 26 months when DS is born. She is going to get her little keester round the back on the buggy board, and that's all there is to it. I'm contemplating getting the buggy board that has two steps on it, as I think she won't be quite so daring as to leap off the top step. Nanny has already voiced her disapporval of my pram choice, but she needs to get through her thick skull that she works for me. Translation: I make the rules. You follow them. GRRRRRR
If anyone else is interested I can't remember where I found this buggyu board. It's not in the usual shops (Mothercare, John Lewis, etc.) But I can find it if anyone wants to know.
As for potty training, I have thus far avoided it like the plague. Part of the reason is that nanny and I are having little disputes about eating policies. And, I;m afraid she will do potty training as she deems appropriate. So I'm going to wait until maternity leave when I can control the process. Thinking of ofllowing the Gina Ford routine. That way if I do need her to join in the routine I can just throw the book at her (figuratively of course).
Okay okay, what has set me off with her is that when I have polite conversations explaining howI prefer things to be done, she informs me of her opinion, which it seems I am then to regard as the way to do it. This is a very fine line because I do try to allow her to give her own input. But, it seems that when I say no, I'd actually like x, she doen't take the hint to drop her point and do it my way. We have a struggle on the food. She won't write down each day what DD eats. So, I don't really know what does and doesn't work for getting DD to eat (which is a huge struggle). So, I have specified on three occassion now that I would like DD to have eggs for breakfast. Last night was the 3rd such occassion, and she responded telling me toast was better. It was a rather pleasant friendly chat and it didn't really occur to me what she had done until after the conversation had ended. It really ticked me off. So, thi morning I put an egg on the counter with a note that said "For DD's breakfast" I'll see when I get home how many eggs there are in the fridge. But, this seems crazy. I don't pay her so I can go round counting food items like some paranoid freak. So works for me! It's time she grasp that concept.
And then DH is leaving what I consider to be a rather unfair share of the work for me, so earlier I took my frustration out on him. He was much more deserving of than you guys anyway. In the end, I got the result I wanted, but now I feel a migraine creeping up. So, they are both in the shit for bringing it on.