Clara, I am with you on the exhausting madam thing, DD is currently throwing her weight around testing the boundaries... Yesterday she screamed for at least 10 minutes about her shoes, she wouldn't undo them and so they wouldn't come off. Then she screamed at me to do it and I refused and ignored her until she said please (eventually she did). DS1 ran over to her and offered to take them off but I barked at him told him to leave her until she asked nicely
Everyone is so quick to do what she wants to keep her happy that she's getting very spoiled. Mornings are a real trial with her (especially mornings after I've worked as DH doesn't put her to bed early enough), she refused to tell anyone what she wanted for breakfast today (quite normal) so we left her to it! I explained that if she didn't choose she'd have nothing and if she wanted cereal she'd have to have it then or wait until we got back from the school run. She ended up eating a flapjack and frube on the way to the school. I often end up wrestling her into her clothes in the mornings and shoehorning her into the buggy and she screams all the way to school
I'm hoping if I don't pander to her then eventually she'll level out again.
Well done Martha for riding with no stabilisers! You should be proud! DD can't even pedal her bike with them yet 
Buzzy how sad for your BF
I'm glad things are going well for you both, I hope the funeral goes as well as these things can for him.
Skid, have you decided whether to take the job or not? Congratulations on getting it! Its a hard thing being a Mum, guilt is a major part of it I find. DD has been getting really clingy about me going to work and started crying about it yesterday at about 4 o clock, I don't go until 7. DH has to peel her off me while she sobs and begs me not to go
It breaks my heart but she's usually fine after I've gone.
BT, I can't believe you're so close to the finish! It is very tiring to be heavily pg with another to run around after but don't be so sure about your biological clock! I was adamant DS2 would be my last...until I was holding him when he was about 3 days old and realised I did not want him to be my last. I think I'm done now, I don't really want any more (not practical for starters house and car wise) not 100% sure though as when DH said about getting the snip I said no as it just seems to final to me. I think I will feel happier once I have sorted out what the next stage of my life will be, I've been child-rearing for nearly 11 years now and am scared I won't find anything else as enjoyable to do 