The Fourth and Only TeaRoom! Tea, Champagne and Muffins at all hours! Racing Pig get moving!

[daisy99divine]

A warm welcome to everyone, whether you have one child, none, or ten. This is a tea-and-muffin or booze-and-sofasorcanapees sanctuary for all. But certain standards of behaviour continue to apply - anyone engaging in fisticuffs will be ejected by George Clooney, ably assisted by Mellors the Gardener.

Cheers all!

Amber I hope your man continues to improve.

Mistle I think RS offers wise words on the eating front. Also perhaps you should give MJ the sense that he has got a choice about what he eats: ie. does he want filled pasta or macaroni for his tea? Then getting him to help make whatever it is usually a winner, if indeed he does like what you are making.

My sister is a real fussy eater, always has been. She says the same as Thumbwitch: she can't eat certain things because of the texture. They make her sick. Mum used to force feed her the stuff she didn't like and hence she was always sick and ended up quite traumatised by meal times. At school she would throw her sandwiches away and go without if it was corned beef or something she didn't like.

In the end Mum used to let her have just bread and butter if whe didn't like what we were having. No special treats or anything, just something to stop her from starving herself.

Cat - yes, we normally do - but I still can't understand how the combination of two things that he likes makes them inedible!

If he's just being fussy in a play for attention, Mistle, I reckon the choice thing might be a way round.

Have just read the most horrible story (in no way related to Mistle or MJ I hasten to add, its just about eating...

Its in the Guardian. A wee girl was so traumatised by dental surgery she refused to open her mouth again and starved to death...

I was/am worried that DS has lost a lot of weight with being ill these last couple of days. I can't imagine how her poor parents must feel.

Sorry for the cross post there. Too busy tryign to work out how to put in the link...

Could it be a fussy thing to get your attention? One day one thing the next day another?
My DS would only eat cauliflower one day and then brocoli the next.
It turned out he wanted to eat with a knife and fork like Mamie... cue absolute caos, but at least he eats happily now.

Catita, I read that story too, so so horrible - did you read what the dentist said at the inquest - I just decided to go ahead and take all the rest of the teeth out!

on the eating front for DaisyBoy it makes a lot of difference if the things are mixed together or not - sometimes things he loves become horrid if they touch - could it be like that with the pasta?

I agree about "making" yourself sick, though sometimg DB does just through over-energetic coughing. We get round that by saying "great, DB can you do a sneeze" because you can't boak and sneeze at same time!

(you can however project little bits of flying food as I have discovered to my cost! )

Yes I read that too. It struck me as somewhat barbaric. Why all the teeth if only one was broken? How was she supposed to eat afterwards, even if she hadn't been traumatised. I expect her teeth must have been in bad shape, but even so. My cousin had terrible milk teeth, all rotten even the front ones. But they fell out and she got her adult teeth (which he then looked after very well).

I dunno. I just felt that this kind of thing shouldn't happen in the UK where generally drs are responsive to their patients. I mean, here in Mexico in the sort of equivalent of the NHS (it only covers those whose employers pay a quota, but is called Social Security) we still live in the 1950s. Dr. is emperor and noone questions him/her. When you go in to give birth, no one can be with you on the ward, all must wait outside. You have no choices about the type of birth. You have to lie down, have an epidural etc etc.

Perhaps I shouldn't be so quick to assume that the UK is better

Its a expat nostalgia thing I think

what I don't understand about that story is why the parents didn't take the little girl back to the hospital and tell them - I know it happened quite fast and maybe her kidneys were already too far gone, but it seems mad to me that she just managed to die without someone intervening again and shouting "look at my child! She is skin and bone and not eating!" BUt then you never know the full story and what else is going on - they probably phoned someone and were told "she'll be ok" or some bollocks like that.

very though.

I thought that too, Thumbwitch, I think I would have been hysterically berating any doctor I could find.

But then again, much of this depends on what we as parents know and that depends on education levels, culture etc. Being bolshie is easy when you are used to ordering people around (us teachers find it comes naturally). Some people are very much in awe/afraid of professionals.

But what a way to go. It's awful.

Its awful isn't it that she could have been discharged and sent home in/with that sort of condition and no follow-up.

Makes stuffed pasta woes pale into insignificance...

That has left me speechless. Why on earth did they take all her teeth out? That would be traumatic for anyone at any age.

It certainly puts things into perspective.

The real scandal is the lack of mental health services for children. I have a friend who has qualified as a play therapist and councillor (sp?) but she had to organise and finance the whole thing herself and beg for time to be allowed to work with the children with problems at school. (Took them out of class, meaning they would miss 'valuable teaching time' = SATs results)

Any chance of champagne / gin and tonic / cheese straws? Have spent the whole day sitting on the sofa, mopping up, changing towels and rubbing tummies. (Obviously dd only has one tummy, but somehow stylistically that needed to be plural. If anyone else would like their tummy rubbed ...)

I'd quite like my tummy rubbed, thank you.

MadBad just found me on another thread.
I think I lost most of last week. Kept logging on and wanting to read through the thread to catch up rather than post inanities and just didn't manage to read the whole thing so went back to sleep.

So I apologize for not being caught up on anything - how are you all?

Eeeeew, catita, I just read about your thumb-tp-ectomy... ouch!!! I have some rather good pain-killing drugs if you like. Which I have not been taking since Sunday, because I have been stoned for a week and that's enough time in la-la land.
We had Jackbaby's birthday party on Sunday, which was loads of fun - he was asleep by 7:30 pm and slept for 12 hours, as was his mama! My mum is here and helping tons (and keeping me with my toes up by stern motherly looks), and I didn't have to do any of the clean-up but still, it was strenuous and so I was lying down most of the day yesterday. i didn't realize I'd be so tired. I guess even minor surgery is traumatic to the body.

Any surgery is traumatic, especially the ane anaes sleepy stuff. Drink lots, get lots of sleep and don't do too much too soon.

Aww to JackBaby being one!

Who was it who got an ipod for doing qype reviews? How did you get it? I want one? Having had to sit here all day, I am up to 176 points already. Running out of things to review.

Ah ha!
I think I know why Mellors is going through the hay.
He isn't really filing it.
I've just found a big packet of Tunnocks caramel wafers, the dark ones, in my hay pile in the corner.
They must have been hidden in that last bale!

Anybody want one?

Dark chocolate Tunnocks wafers? You're spoiling us ambassador Donk.

But I think I'll stick with champagne and cheese straws for the moment. Anyone else?

Dark chocolate Tunnocks - wow, didn't even know about those!

Jacksmama - glad to see you back and happy birthday to jackbaby.

I am soooo fed up - tonight I couldn't even persuade DS to go to sleep the first time so he's up there in his cot wailing fit to bust. I can't carry on like this, he's getting more and more limpetlike and only wants to sleep on or next to me, which is pretty annoying seeing as how I'd had him sleeping through in his cot before now. Last night I let him wail for over half an hour at 2am before giving in and taking him into my bed; but at least he spent the first part of the night in his cot!
Is it normal for them to go backwards like this?

Yeh! to Jacksmama and baby being 1, it is such a milestone isn't it? I found birthday 1 I was all nostalgic and really found it very emotional - more about me and giving birth that I wanted to sit and think about in the quiet of the night then a gentle day we 3 together (and some family for tea) than a big hullaballoo...
I hope it was peaceful for you JM? I found myself thinking back on giving birth and how it hadn't been what I had wanted it to be but I have nothing like your and Zazen's experience so I shall leave it there, but soft gentle kisses to you all

RS so sorry about wriggle, but heh girl, sounds like you're almost up to an ipod!

Thumb - my style of parenting is, I think, optomistically called "parent led" so I generally get DB to go to sleep in his cot but he is still in my room and always comes into bed during the night. Yes, we have gone backwards, especially when DH is away, and then I just plop DB in bed with me all the time. He gets fed up and goes back to cot later. I can't bear leaving him to wail and see our progress as sort of circular (or possibly 3 steps forward 5 back depending on your view)
only thing I ahve stuck to is not bringing DB downstairs, I have on occasion spent much of night in bedroom as a consequence

and I swear DB had a thing about Spooks. First year he woke for feed at 9:55 every Monday so I always missed the denouement and DH was always hopeless at filling me in!

currently we are "potty training" by leaving off nappies until DB has had enough and then giving him pull ups. Interestingly he has even asked to go back to nappies on occasion. on the other hand today he went to the loo to wee on his own initiative 4 times and was dry all day ....

pass the champers and cheese staws!
I'm a bit parched after than chat diatribe!

WS slept in her carry cot by the bed until she was 6 months. Then we spent one night in hospital when I had to sit up with her all night and she never really went back to it.

When I found I was getting angry with her crying again after being back in her bed for a mere 10 minutes in the middle of the night I thought, this isn't the kind of mother I wanted to be, so in she came with us and she's there still.

There are advantages and disadvantages; we don't sleep very well some nights, but then I often didn't sleep very well getting up to check she was breathing every half hour ...

Yup, ever since I fell asleep feeding and just found DB was waking up to feed and I wasn't even bothering he's been there in the middle most of the time!

Sometimes he does a horizontal shuffle and DH and I end up curled underneath him, but even that's kind of cosy! And there is nothing like the o so gentle love pat of a toddler saying "wake up Mummmeeee! The sun is up!" to start your day!
I often bury my nose in to his neck and breathe him in when he is asleep and we often sleep hand in hand

Sorry gang, I laid down for a minute and went back to sleep ... this recovery process is, well, not that much fun.

Thank you for the blueberry juice RS - but I as I haven't been taking any kind of drugs since Sunday could I have a little champagne in it? [hopeful emoticon]

Jackbaby sleeps curled between us every night, we have found co-sleeping mostly blissful. Some nights he sleeps on us, too. I think he's currently working on some molars so his sleep hasn't been that great - but it's still loads better than having to get up in the middle of the night, nurse him and then try to put him back in his crib. I heart co-sleeping.

I love co-sleeping except for two things - I can't sleep well because now I am constantly on the watch for him rolling out of bed (wasn't a problem when he was younger but boy is it now!) and because it does my back in so I always have a bad back/pelvis in the morning. Oh, and he now sleeps like a starfish!

Amazingly he did fall asleep about half an hour ago - hurrah! I shall go and check on him later, when I am prepared for him to wake up again, just in case. That is a first for crying himself to sleep, anyway. I'm not proud but I am relieved...

More hurrah! - I have HEAT! One new pump, 2 new valves and an extra £70 later, and the house is WARM throughout! Since it hasn't been like this since before Christmas, you have no idea how luxurious it feels...