What's the most PFB embarrassing moment you've had?

[Giantwaterbottle]

I remember mine and physically cringe. DS1 is very bright, learned to walk and talk early and had a good vocabulary. So bright and developmentally at the top end (younger DS slower on all counts but both totally normal) but not exceptional.

Being shown round a lovely nursery and I said on more than one occasion how he was "really very smart" and that the doctor had said how clever he was (local GP had said she's very good speech wise and health visitor had said similar.

I cringe so hard every time I think about it. He goes to that nursery and whenever I see the head who showed us around I just think about how much of a wanker I must have seemed 😭😫😆

Mine was an unborn PFB moment. Dh and I had gone to watch Dunkirk at the cinema. He was worried that the noise of the planes and gunfire would damage the babies hearing so I had to sit with his coat wrapped round my bump to muffle the sound.

I doubt another generations were more laid back it is just the type of person and the fact the 70s were a long time ago so probably forgotten!

I've just remembering how my mum chastised me for fussing to much about cot death (when I deal with SID in my work, so heightened awareness and I think I was justified)

when I was last at hers I found some random book where she had documented every episode of illness me and my siblings have had and what the doctor said and prescribed for them. I'm surprised the Dr didn't diagnise her with Munchausen by proxy!

@TheRealMrsJelly

Mine's more odd than funny. It was spring and I was looking at clothes for my newborn pfb. I picked up a lovely shorts and t-shirt outfit, in age 6-9mths and thought, "But it'll be nearly winter by then, why are they selling shorts for the winter, they'd be way too cold..." Like mine was the only baby in the whole world!

I'm sure I've had the same thought, fleetingly!

I don't think it's that weird to log feeds, naps, etc on an app or something - I was so thrown by being asked by the midwife when dc last fed for and for how long (at about a day old) I knew there was no way I'd remember so decided to make notes.
Usually if you have any worry about feeding/sickness you're asked about when their last dirty/wet nappy was, so - again - I'd never remember, and thought it couldn't harm to log it for a few weeks. (Didn't bother with dc2 though)
And if you're tearing your hair out with sleep deprivation it's quite useful to see sleep 'patterns' when you're trying to work out when naps will happen!

Then you get in the habit and it's hard to stop...!

I rolled myself out of (toddler size) bed after dc2 (not even pfb!!) did as a few-months-old-baby to see how hard it felt hitting the floor. Didn't take them to the GP though - unlike DC1 who I did when I tipped the pushchair over with him in it - I did acknowledge to the GP I was probably being over-anxious though, and he was very kind!

I find this thread quite bittersweet (but mostly sweet). Ds1 was / is severely developmentally delayed, and it did not matter what he did it was always behind everyone else (remains so) and I was always anxiously comparing him to other children his age.

he IS however, utterly gorgeous looking. I recall seriously considering not taking him to Rhyme Time at the library in case other mums would looks at their inferior babies and feel jealous. I felt it was like a public service really and I was quite earnest about it.

(He's still gorgeous. And also hitting puberty. I have recently told DH on the quiet that the second he gets a pimple we need to get him to a dermatologist because I would hate for his perfect skin to be marred in any way ... to be fair though I suffer from cystic acne so I have a reason.... )

Anyway, he is a delightful kid, despite all the issues. Today he got a paediatrician call through and he commented with some excitement; 'This is a busy week. A doctor's appointment AND a funeral!'

(We do other stuff too, have to say. We were bowling today... )

My only one was sometimes changing PFB 2 or 3 (or 4…) times in the morning because clothes didn’t ‘suit’ her. She was a top centile baby which I felt a bit self conscious about as she was gorgeously chunky which people often commented on. I’d make sure her outfit didn’t make her look ‘too big’ and always was in the right age bracket (eg 6-9 months if she was 7 months old) I’d never size up even if she needed it really as I didn’t want to acknowledge she was big for her age. So silly and so much headspace went into this. She was and is gorgeous and is now a perfectly healthy size and only wants to wear hideous character clothing at 4yo. Sigh.

@firstimemamma

Dh meticulously added tiny amounts of hot / cold to baby ds' bath until it was exactly 37 degrees. 36.9 and 37.1 were both unacceptable to him.

This really made me laugh, thank you

Just brought DS1 back from hospital and the sticky fastening on his nappy had attached itself to his tummy.
DH cycled into town to ask chemist for something that would disolve a nappy's adhesive and save DS's precious skin.
Health Visitor arrived, took one look and ripped it straight off.

In claudia winklemans book she describes how sad she is about her son leaving to go to university. I was holding baby pfb while reading it the other day and sobbed at the thought that I only have 17.5 years left with him before he might do the same.

I've also put his bubble bath in my eyes. Even though I keep reading how funny/crazy that is, I can't help but feel like it's a sensible thing to do to know if it hurts (Johnsons "no more tears"... bollocks... but aveeno baby emollient.. fine ) I'm still in major pfb mode I think!

I'm cringing even thinking about this but when DD was about 2 weeks old I took her on a walk round our village. In the distance I saw an elderly lab on a lead so turned round and did an extra miles walk in case the dog broke his lead and mauled my baby.

DM had a big pear tree in her garden, she picked and stewed a big pan full to mush when DD was weaning. Obviously she couldn't have them because there was a teaspoon of sugar added and that was poison my PFB.

I was a dick.

@WaspRelatedEmergency

Mine was an unborn PFB moment. Dh and I had gone to watch Dunkirk at the cinema. He was worried that the noise of the planes and gunfire would damage the babies hearing so I had to sit with his coat wrapped round my bump to muffle the sound.

@WaspRelatedEmergency

Mine was an unborn PFB moment. Dh and I had gone to watch Dunkirk at the cinema. He was worried that the noise of the planes and gunfire would damage the babies hearing so I had to sit with his coat wrapped round my bump to muffle the sound.

This reminds me... when I was pregnant in the winter DP asked me to zip my coat up so the baby didn't get cold.

Just remembered another one. I ordered a personalised Christmas stocking for Ds. I was furious that the stitching of the name was not perfect, I emailed several photos and phoned my sister crying. She called the company and they pretty much said is it her first baby?
That made me even madder and I refused to use it.

I've just remembered another from when I was pregnant and we'd fitted the car seat but I wasn't convinced that it was safe enough. I put a teddy bear in the seat and then instructed dp to drive a bit recklessly - taking corners a bit fast and doing a few emergency stops while I sat in the back observing how the teddy moved in the seat to make sure it was acceptable for pfb to come home from hospital in.

Oh this is the most fabulous post!! I’m currently 7 months pregnant with my very own PFB and am certainly wondering what daft thing I’ll do first!

@Stickyjamhands

I have also rubbed baby shampoo in my eyes (dilute). It stung. A lot. I also licked some (to check my pfb would not drink it). It did not taste good

Thank God it wasn't just me! I too did both

@Slumcat

Took mine to a baby group where at the beginning of said group we all laid our babies on the floor, waved a parachute rainbow blanket thing over them whilst singing you are my sunshine, it was my first time at the group and as I was singing along, I could feel tears pricking my eyes and that lump in my throat start to form, I started sobbing, the poor lady next to mr look a little startled and kindly asked if I was ok l, my response - verbatim “yes, it’s just you know, he really is my sunshine”. I even had the audacity to go back the week after. What an utter tosser I was.

This is very nearly my PFB moment, only it was when DS was 7 weeks old and I’d gone to our first class. And they played Katy Perry’s Firework during the parachute bit and I cried and cried at the sight of all the mums and their babies. At that time it felt a bit like a dream come true and I couldn’t help myself, I just tried to stare at the wall and keep it together.

We took DS to the supermarket when he was about four days old and there was an old man there shopping on his own. And I cried about that because what if one day my DS was old and all alone? The chap could have had a whole family at home and just nipped out for some peace and a top up shop!

@MumChats

I've just remembered another from when I was pregnant and we'd fitted the car seat but I wasn't convinced that it was safe enough. I put a teddy bear in the seat and then instructed dp to drive a bit recklessly - taking corners a bit fast and doing a few emergency stops while I sat in the back observing how the teddy moved in the seat to make sure it was acceptable for pfb to come home from hospital in.

Love this!

These are priceless!!

I have so many

Including...

...the time I rang 111 and took her to the GP because I bumped the light shade with her when coochie-cooing her in the air above me...

...and the time I had an absolute meltdown about if I needed to pump and dump because I'd eaten a takeaway Chinese and what on earth would the MSG getting through my milk do to my PFB?!!

I actually have hundreds of these, seems I was pretty highly strung

@MamaRaisingBoys I did very similar to see if what he did would hurt me. Also logged breastfeeds and also thought he was perfect and so much better looking than other babies when really they all looked very similar. Refused to nap even when he did in case he didn't think I was paying him full attention. I got over it 😂

I rang the doctor's surgery in a panic one Saturday morning as my dd was for the first time (6 weeks old) sleeping for more than 30 mins during the day.

I told the doctor that I couldn't wake her up. She asked what I had done to try. I said, I have whispered as I don't want to disturb her. Doctor went silent for a moment and then suggested that I tickle my dd's feet to get a reaction. Which I did. Dd woke up.

Love this thread!

Not me, but my sister has cried 3 times now that her DS (who is 4 months old) is going to leave her. Her reasoning being that boys spend more time with their partners family than their own. This is based on the fact that they see my mum more than they see her husbands mum.

This is because they LIVE WITH MY MUM

He is her second child too.

Oh I’ve just remembered the time I tried to make my PFB an optician appointment, at 6 months old 😬 the receptionist very gently explained they wouldn’t be able to do it because she couldn’t tell them what she could see.

Don’t judge me!

Cried because I accidentally gave PFB when she was a toddler jelly that had sweeteners in it rather than the sugar version. Convinced I had basically guaranteed she would get ill later in life.

Put anti bac on my pfb hands (again as a toddler. About 1 I think) as she had a massive poonami when we were out and it went everywhere. After it had dried my pfb put her hands to her mouth and I had a complete meltdown. Rang HV who told me off for putting anti bac on her hands. Cried until DH came home.

Gave pfb fish for the first time. Meticulously picked through it looking for bones until the point it was cold. Then cried because I must be a bad mum

I have a few:

1. Abandoning a huge trolley of shopping in Sainsburys as it was DS's feed due at exactly the moment we got to the check out. Even though he was sitting happily in his car seat and could easily have lasted another 10 minutes.
2. My DSIS couldn't get to grips with the fact the she didn't know how much her BF baby was drinking. So she bought some of those baby scales they use at the clinic so she could weigh him before and after a feed to try and gauge how much he had!
3. Out with NCT group and all with our PFBs. One of the mums asked the pub to put out the real log fire because it was too hot for the babies. Despite the fact that most of the other people in there were without children and happily enjoying the real fire!!