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

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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 😭😫😆

I don’t think it’s just a modern parenting thing I was raced to hospital by my parents for what turned out to be pins and needles 😁

In the late 70s

@MsTSwift

First night back from hospital pfb was slightly sick after a feed and dh wanted to put her in the recovery position 😁

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@C8H10N4O2

We also had professional photos taken of PFB. Didn't bother for second baby, who has never let us forget it

PFB - millions of pictures, adults cooing over them
DC2 - quite a lot of pictures, less cooing
3&4 - "there were other children"?

To say it was the 80s and 90s so before digital cameras or smartphones, there’s quite a lot of photos of me as a baby/small child. It’s just that my older sister is in nearly all of them.

When DD1 was born all her clothes and bedding were washed, on their own (because God forbid one of her dresses might come into contact with one of DH's smelly socks) in some ridiculously expensive, organic soap powder - they then had to be ironed (yes, even her sleep suits) and then thoroughly aired and lightly misted with a soothing, organic, lavender spray before coming in to touch with her perfect skin.

Poor DD2's clothes were regularly bunged in the washing machine with DH's rugby kit, kitchen mat, whatever...........and absolutely no ironing, ever.

A friend had twins and liked to dress them the same. Every time one twin's clothes needed changing, she then 'had to change the other one into an identical outfit.
She also ironed all her children's pyjamas though. I never worked out why any of it was necessary, but she eventually worked out why she was always so tired!

Oh god I’ve just thought of another

When no1 came along she loved her dummy

I agonised for days but finally gave her one-I needed sleep!

No big deal right?

Only I’d read somewhere that babies could only see bright colours and pastels where a blur to them so I’d only buy dummies in the brightest colours I could find

Washed, sterilised and popped in her screaming gob-if it fell out then it was washed and re-sterilised before it went near her again

As if she could see something that seemed to be permanently attached to her chops

I really thought she was going to end up behind in her development if she didn’t have the neon dummies

Her sister (no6) should just count herself lucky I remembered her at all-I didn’t give it a thought about what colour it was,only that it stopped her screaming!

I didn’t even wash them-she had them straight from the packet

Either are behind in their development and no6 never seemed to get ill

[quote bookh]@WilheminaVenable the glasses on! Yes!!

And this just gave me a flash back. I slept in the sitting room with both mine until six months. Don't ask.

Anyway with dd2 I was so tired, her plus a toddler. I was sat with my glasses on and it occurred to me when I wake I'm always so thirsty, so I took a small mouthful of water and thought I will keep it in my mouth until I wake. Five minutes later I nearly choked to death, had a sore throat for days. What an arse honestly. [/quote]
This is amazingly insane! Brilliant.

Oh, and I also got very upset when PFB was born. I'd endured a 55 hour labour and horrible birth and was being kept on the high dependency ward overnight before being moved up to maternity. Because I hadn't slept for days and couldn't stand because of the epidural one of the lovely midwives came to me around 1am and realising they I hadn't been able to sleep yet because my baby was crying and not feeding well offered to take DD for a couple of hours so I could get a little sleep.

It is important to note that DD had very extensive bruising to her head and face as a result of forceps. She was pretty unmistakable.

I fell immediately asleep and woke about 3 hours later in an utter panic. 1. I thought the midwife would have taken other babies too and how would I know which one was mine? And 2. What is she'd actually taken her? You read all about these secret evil people working in hospitals and I'd just handed my baby over to one!! Also 3 even if she wasn't a secret lunatic my baby would be so scared being held by a stranger and wondering where I was!!

Lovely midwife was not a secret crazy person and bought DD back fed and sleeping. She informed me that DD had done her first poo (which we all know is foul) and she's been changed.

Then after she's gone I cried because I'd missed my baby's first poo. I remember moaning to DH when he came in in the morning that they should have brought her back to me to change. Luckily I didn't voice that to anyone else!

I remembered that with irony when DD2 arrived, I was in a much better state so wasn't having as much help and she did her first horrible sticky poo all over me and my hospital bed!!

Oh god I've got a few - crying whilst pushing the pram down the street cause I realised my PFB was at eye level with the exhaust pipes from the traffic. We also took her to the doctor at about 4 days old cause neither of us knew little girls have tiny boobies for the first few weeks and we thought she had growths 🙄

My friend did the best one though. She had a professional photo done of her PFB and gave everyone Xmas decorations featuring an extreme close up of her babies face. We got given a set of 6 baubles and a snow globe 🤣

Omg you ladies have got me down to a T

The diary thing was my special with DD1
I even had mum and hubby out their initials next to feed and nappy change so I knew who was doing what

DD2 is just going with the flow & the flow works out just fine

This is totally me now … it’s amazing what a second child does to the household …. It’s a blessing they come along … you realise so much

@LoisLane66

Yes, indeed you were, OP. Crowing about the achievements of one's offspring can come back to bite you as the younger, not so bright but normal, son may progress in leaps and bounds, end up with a better more fulfilling job and outshine the brother you laud so loudly.

Issues love?

Taking baby to the five day check up, was
Convinced she died in the carseat on the way there. Made DH stop the car, jumped out, screaming, got baby out. It was torrential rain. Train bouncing off her little face.
She opened her eyes. Started to cry. Ah phew. Lets get back in car

Rain. Not train

I had a real fear when my kids were rear facing that I'd forgotten to put them in the car, even though I'd remember doing it. I had many times of having to pull over and check they were in there.

Once I couldn't remember putting the baby in the seat and was convinced that I'd put her in the boot along with the rest of the pram.

It was very bizarre to anyone in the car with me.

First time I took the baby on my own in the car. Very very anxious. Looked in rear view mirror and was massive growth on her head! I screamed did an emergency stop on Highgate high street and leapt out of car. It was a small snail that had fallen on her head as we walked under a tree to the car. She was and remained fast asleep through this drama!

@bobblebeebob

Rain. Not train

Phew!

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Wow! Just managed to catch up on all the replies. Thank you all. This thread has been mega and has been so lovely to read 😍

Reading the replies has reminded me of many other occasions and made me smile that we all share so many.

I was also terrified someone would put a ladder up and steal my babies (for both!) so never opened the windows at night even in the height of summer!

Worried PFB would get shaken baby syndrome in the pram and got massively upset FIL gave him the tiniest bit of ice cream. Among MANY more 🤣

I fed my PFB baby her first piece of apple whilst sitting in my GP waiting room. Didn’t have an appointment, just sat there ready to rush her in if necessary.

Also sent her first photos off to a model agency, 100% convinced they would sign her up immediately. Never heard back from them. I was devastated 😂

Have still got DD umbilical clip. She’s 32 🤢

I had an irrational fear that PFB would get switched in the hospital so I wrote on my birth notes that either DH or I were to be with her AT ALL TIMES!!!! 😂🙈 I remember them wheeling her out in her hospital cot off for some standard test or other and DH dutifully walking behind her, watching to make sure they didn't switch her! 😂

@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 has just brought a memory flooding back of bonfire night when I was pregnant with pfb and made my husband hug me over my bump with his hands on the sides of it so his body would cover the sounds of the fireworks 😂

Was that because you thought the baby's ears were at the sides??

@bobblebeebob

Taking baby to the five day check up, was Convinced she died in the carseat on the way there. Made DH stop the car, jumped out, screaming, got baby out. It was torrential rain. Train bouncing off her little face. She opened her eyes. Started to cry. Ah phew. Lets get back in car

Hahahaha, i've done something similar! And once I got back in the car I just acted as if my behaviour was completely rational, my husband just looked at me like i'd lost my mind 😂