Evening all
BBD welcome home! Sounds like your holiday in the winter sun was just the tonic. I think it's a fab time of year to go away - wanted to do it myself this year but job stuff has taken up my time instead.
Scarecrow hope DD's party went well - did you get the cake finished ok?
Catdoctor am so glad you managed to avoid the dreaded induction. I had so many sweeps post 38 weeks I started to feel like a human glove puppet. And they did diddly squat for me! Great idea to have a doula - I would definitely have one if I ever did this again. Had similar experience to you re tongue tie - DD was examined in hospital a LOT by docs, MWs etc due to PROM but nothing was mentioned re tongue tie. And she failed miserably to feed - just could not latch on. I am still massively pissed off they provided me with a BF counsellor when it was a bloody physical problem
It was eventually spotted by a community MW and snipped the following day.
Rosie it was fab to meet you and to see Pudding again. I loved your summary of the afternoon, but sorry you got drenched on the way home. The babies were awesome and relieved that they escaped intact after DD's rather enthusiastic 'affection'
Knotty glad you had a nice meal out with DS, who sounds really lovely and sensitive.
Somewhere you have reminded me of the mountain of bottles languishing in the cupboard - I doubt if they'll ever get used now.
This weekend has been a mixed bag of broken sleep, christmas preparation stress and more bike strife with DP. As you will all know, I moan constantly about his preoccupation with cycling and how it seems to dominate the weekend. I warned him that this weekend there would be plenty of other stuff to do but somehow getting out on his bike is on the agenda again. And then yesterday I noticed some strange marks on the hall floor (I've got wood floors throughout the house) and alarm bells rang as I always notice when something is damaged. It was a strange repeat pattern of indents everywhere. I described the pattern to DP and of course his face fell and he confessed it would probably be the cleats on his bloody bike shoes. The final insult was this afternoon when he returned home from bike trip soaking wet and covered in mud, took the shoes off at the front door (suppose I should be grateful for that) and then dropped them on top of my nice cream leather shoes.
Today has been rescued by a trip out to Wagamama this eve. DD has a cold and been fairly miserable and off her food today, so wasn't sure how long we would last. Luckily she perked up when we arrived, waved at everyone, threw her chopsticks around and chomped her way through pork, noodles, dumplings, rice, sweet potato and cheesecake! It is hardly fine dining, but I love the food there and it's very baby friendly. DD loves the table mounted highchairs too - it was lovely seeing her so happy after a tetchy day!