Hi all, catching up belatedly as usual here. Happy New Year to everyone and hands up who enjoyed (in a funny sort of way) giving poor Ghosty tips about giving birth during a heatwave!
Wills, good to see you back - glad you had a nice time apart from the light-fingered SIL from hell, but sorry to hear dd2 is poorly and you are still battling with your GP over the thrush medication.
I was truly shocked to read Musica's original post about her husband and the housework and then your comments too. Perhaps I'm lucky to have an untidy if basically hygienic man around - it's me usually running after him (AND ds) and threatening to put stuff in the bin if it's still on the floor 24 hours later.
Musica, I remember you posting previously about your dh and the weight issue. I was very glad to read later that you feel it was just one of those edgy rows we all have from time to time...we had an interesting exchange of views on MONEY last night, alas. I personally think the first few months are fine with a new baby and then you stop being nice to each other about it all...that's what happened with us first time round, anyway. I have no experience of living with the legacy of an eating disorder but it sounds to me as though Musica has come through it well and her dh is the one still grappling with the issues. I echo WWW and say size 14? Five months after having a second child? He should be kissing your toes! The only thin parts of me are my ankles and my bank balance at the moment.
I felt hard done-by pureeing apples, sterilising breast-pumps and chipping porridge off ds' school jumper at 10.30pm last night so the thought of being made to tidy up til 2.30am filled me with horror. Wills, if your dh doesn't like the mess he has made of the main bedroom, park him in the spare one. That's where mine is temporarily, and he is festering cheerfully in a nest of fishing magazines, old socks and discarded any-way-up cups (from ds I hasten to add). Meanwhile dd and I finally have our bedroom the way I want it!
I am back at work and it's been a horrid week with a lot of red eyes all round. The children have risen magnificently to the occasion, with all ds' refusals to dress, eat breakfast briskly etc, long gone...he has been a total star and the only hissy fit has been when he missed breakfast club due to our alarm clock not going off this morning.
Dd is settling in well at nursery and finally took a bottle with no fuss yesterday. She has sensibly plumped for EBM rather than formula so I am going to have to keep pumping while barricaded in to my office for the foreseeable future. But I really don't care. I miss her so much I am prepared to express standing on a table in the meeting room here if necessary. She is also on solids - well done Musica for holding out to the full six months. We managed to five and we have no serious allergy problems in our house, fortunately, so I feel even my HV will approve.
Well girls, now I am no longer at home during the week except for some hurried hours, YOU are my virtual postnatal support group. I don't expect I'll see my SAHM NCT cohorts much any more, lucky things.
Good luck with the potty training, Musica! and lots of love to all. Corks! Long post, sorry.