Evening all,
It is still so weird to see DD1 walking around. She is trotting around with her favourite bag. She has three already, ho ho. We went to the NHS dietician today - it was just a watered down version of what I got from the private one. She was weighed as well - with her clothes on, which is daft, because all the other times for her red book have been without clothes - and with clothes on she is still only on the 9th centile for weight, and she has been on this special calorific formula for nearly a month. However, she looks much bigger to me. Our eating routine has deteriorated recently because of the chaos here. Oh, and this dietician also said it would take years to get her eating normally again. Great. 
Summer, the trip north of the border sounds really nice. Eeek about the DS inflicted injury to DD...Well, you know we have averted disaster a few times here. If it is set to get worse that does actually worry me. DD1 seems more secure and happier, though, than she did a week ago.
Spot, did you make it up with DP before he left? Oooh, the lack of sleep is horrid I know. I feel drunk with tiredness, it's vile. Have a lovely time tomorrow.
Sybs, are the girls any better? We've got lots of ill ones at the mo, haven't we? Rubes - how is DD? And Jam - DS1?
Talking of illness - Mom, I hope it didn't spoil Paris for you, being ill. I know it's a total joke coming from me but pushing yourself when pregnant AND ill can end up quite debilitating, so I am glad you have been resting, even if it is somewhat enforced. And the Sudocreme cat - that stuff is evil to remove, it's like white paint.
Beans, I must say it would irritate me about the nursery, even though they are probably looking after her beautifully. I had a super parcel from you today! That is very thoughtful of you, thank you so much! It's lovely. As for the run, well you know I think you are amazing for doing it at all so don't get too hung up on your time. Great cause as well.
Rubes, I am relieved to hear the shoulder is bearable.
Trace, the things we do to get cuddles from our children!
WHen DD1 was upset when I got back out of hospital, I started telling her "Mummy loves you very very very..." and she then bellows "LUCH!" because she is still keen on mixing up her consonants. If she wasn't able to pick out certain words from the tiniest whisper, yards away, I would worry there was something wrong with her ears.
She still, weeks later, resolutely insists on calling me Lady. I call myself Mummy, and DP refers to me as Mummy, but no dice. I don't mind though.
Where's Effie?
If anyone likes French films, has anyone seen the two Mesrine films? I started watching Pt 1 this afternoon. It seems really good but rather depressing. I think it's based on a true story as well.
Apprentice tonight, yay. There's a really pretty girl in it who had some lovely high heels on last week, but she doesn't seem all that nice. I can never get over how humourless they all are. Does it really have to go hand in hand with ambition?