Seaside - yes, the visits got totally out of hand, and just when I said no more, DP pointed out that I had been unfair as had had lots of my family and friends visit and not his, so on Sunday most of his family turned up! I think we have one visit this week planned so far, and that is probably enough!
The food supplies are a bit of a sore point... Last week I discovered that DP was planning to feed me a 3 days out-of-date ready meal he had bought for 25p in the bargain bin at the supermarket. I was absolutely livid, and ended up dragging myself off to the deli in town and stocking up on nice food there. I go there every 2/3 days now to get new supplies and have told DP I am not sharing my nice food with him.
Mostly he is quite good at doing his bit, but every so often he seems to lapse into selfish arse mode - has just complained that he hasn't been able to go out on a bike ride today! Have told him that if he wants bloody exercise he can do some housework (things are pretty desperate in that department)
I think we have had an easier feeding day today - finding I can just shove a boob in her mouth without thinking about it at some feeds, although the night ones are hell on earth still. I think what I need to do is get out of bed and find somewhere comfortable to feed her, rather than try and do it in the bed. The ugly rocking chair is in situ now, and think that will be a godsend.
LRM McDonalds hash browns are the food of the gods - I had them (and egg mcmuffins) brought to me when I was in hospital
Midget - yum at tarte au citron. cannot even begin to contemplate a diet, but finding food has kind of lost its appeal as there is just no time for it. Have dropped about 8kg in the last 8 days, but there is so, so much more to go!