FESH Spa & Creche: Plenty more FESH in the brie

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Welcome all those with aching scars, undercarriages, eyelids and limbs. Find comfort here. Menfolk barred.

We're going to move up north instead, towards free childminding. Tell you what tho, it's made my mind up about not having another.

How are the moving plans going?

Motherhood has taught me that I could've been an on-call medical consultant, captain of a ship or president of the USA. Because it seems I don't need much sleep - or at least am able to function at some passable level without it.

Stagnant till the house is done up and worth what we need it to be worth...

Cunts shame about the lack of sleep. I reckon Rastus is adjusting to his change. Have you check with the CM that she is not letting him sleep all day?

I have shouted a lot already this morning. I am not sure what the neighbours must think when they hear me balling at 7.15am. Mini Oke has been "in one of those moods" where he does things to wind me up inc hitting peppa, playing "pile on" with her, rolls on her, and generally is a nuisance. I was glad to drop him at nursery this morning but now feel guilty for not having more patience.

On the contrary okes he seems to sleep really sporadically. Don't know what is the matter with him

Ladies, never thought I would say this but since my Mother arrived yesterday things are on the up. I've been riding this morning for a start and when I came home the hoovering and washing up had been done. Plus da baybee had been washed, dressed and fed. Magic I tell thee.

Cunty I do not how either you or Rastus are functioning on that little sleep. I would be a howling wreck.

Glad you are having a good day Silv - can I borrow your mother when you are done with her? I've got mould growing round the windows that really needs sorting and I'm sure I could find some other jobs for her too.

Drom sorry it is a bit late but just wanted to say I had similar issues with latch - had a bad one that wasn't picked up for 5 days and it was hard work to correct. I echo the others - go to bed, skin to skin, lots of feeding (or pumping if he won't latch on) until your milk comes in. I'm sure once it is plentiful he will be eager to feed from you. I either fed or pumped every two hours for about 5 days and also took fenugreek to up the milk supply, and I had TG running around after me fetching me food and plenty of water. Shame after all that we still ended up on the bottle (her not me) but hey ho, she is healthy and gaining weight and I'm not going to beat myself up about it. Happy mummy = happy baby. (my new mantra) Big hugs to you Drom* and I hope it will improve very quickly for you. Oh yes, and tears are perfectly normal, use them to your advantage.

*I have loads of it left over and I'm happy to send it to you if you'd like it.

Just wanted to pop in with some pro-plus an matchsticks for cunty. I'm sorry to hear you are having such a shite time.

I put SFF on nighttime waking duty two nights ago, to try resting more to make myself better. I had to intervene during a screaming session at midnight, when he wasn't coping. Then I heard her screeching like I'd never heard before at 4am. I went through to find him snoring away in spare room (this was agreed in advance), completely oblivious to the noise. She was less then two metres away from him, in the next room, with both doors open!!!!!!! I have told him he's got to sort himself out, because what if that had happened and I was not there

And I so agree with the chocolate thing. Never gets anything unless asked. where's the harm in a little surprise now and then?

Rant over. I'm going to back to coughing up vital organs and wiping baby snot.

drom sorry I can't help on the feeding front, but the tears are very normal. I seem to remember a lot of crying for no reason. And a level of almost hallucination. I kept waking up scared to move in case I disturbed the baby in my arms, who would actually be with her dad downstairs or in her cot or whatever. I was permanently positioned for a cradle hold. Once SFF told me Squeaks was fine and settled in her bed and I replied "but what do we do with this baby?" gesturing towards the lump of duvet scrunched up between my forearms. Hormones fuck you over.

Big hugs Drom

God, so it's not just me Curly! Every night I wake up thinking I've rolled over and suffocated the baby. I can feel her there. Except she's fast asleep in her basket next to me.

muse I've often woken up thinking shite where's the baby? Or HI has woken me up scaring the shite out of me with his panicky "where's the baby?" Tho he seemed to have no issue with cracking baby on the head with his elbows whilst he (HI) was rolling over in his sleep and I was feeding in the early hours aka the twilight zone.

Yes, I hallucinate a lot about baby being in the bed and being squashed and mutter things half asleep/half awake that is just nonsense.

I have had a shit day. It started off badly in the first place then got call from nusery to say mini oke had fallen off a slide in the garden and banged his head and that I had better get it checked out. He clearly was fine since he was singing "twinkle twinkle chocolate bar, my Dad drives a rusty old car" in the car but I think nursery wanted to err on the side of caution. Meant me missing my first Pilates class and shopping and cake eating with Moo and MsFC. Sorry laydeez but hope you had fun. I popped him to bed at 7.00 and have been up and down the stairs 7 times to put him back to bed and it is getting very tedious. Mr C is out "with the dads" for a curry. I need a bottle of wine.

sorry about your shit day okes my mr c is out with the lads too tonight. aibu to be slightly miffed that i have had to cancel all my mummy jaunts this week for another bout of baby gastroenteritis while he gets to swan out regardless?

probably he hardly ever gets to go out ever.

anyway usual apols for my erratic posting. colds last week and spewing this. accompanied by the usual tag teaming thru the night by the tinkers

we also do lots of that confused shite in the night. although quite often the bulge of quilt is an actual baby. buggered if we ever know which one it is though at 4am

cunty - hope your nights get a bit more settled. dunno how you are coping with this and doing a full day at work. although as alpy says - is amazing how much sleep you can get by on. i still petulantly never get to bed myself till midnight regardless of the shenanigans of the girls the night before.

darling drom hope things are looking up for you too petal. nothing to add really on the advice front. team FESH seem to have done you proud there already. wish this thread had been in existence while we were muddling thru the headfuck that is bringing home the lovely bundles. my little one had a shocking latch at the beginning too. hardly opened her mouth at all. it can be fixed though - so don't give up hope!

also a belated bundle and squeeze for polly. you did exactly what was right for you and your family - so hope any lingering feelings of guilt have now vamooshed

oh - and alps (old question!) slidey floors don't seem to be a prob for the crawling - although looking at them it's as if they are sliding their knees forward rather than pushing against the floor. iyswim! they are barefoot most of the time but i don't really think they push with their feet?? anyway they have just started pulling themselves up to standing against things now. whole new level of shit to move!

Oh cheggs it's so good to hear your voice!

It's sorry i am for everyone's troubles. If it's not one thing it's yer mutha. If we were real witches we'd be able to banish all this sickly, sleepless, mantastic nonsense once and for all

Oh holy bejebus. I think Bear may have caught gastroenteritis from cheggers' twinz. Do them symptoms include everyone crying & covered in poo & sick, the washing machine on 24/7 with an ever expanding basket of sofa covers, baby sleeping bags, adult bed sheets, plus clothes obv. ? :( He's just managed to keep some milk down for the first time in nearly 24 hours. If he can keep this down another hour I think we're in recovery.

So much for getting him in to creche on a Friday.

I still love him but I can't quite shift the acrid poo smell from my nostrils.

Poor Bear. That is rotten!!!! Alps I reckon everything else that happens today can't be any worse !

cheggs and even worse for you as you have been doubled dosed. Poor little 'uns.

Farrier coming today. Fine. He has changed time of appt. Not fine. In fact it cocks everything up. Pants.

Touch wood I think we're coming out the other side. He's managed to keep down 2 small bottles in 3.5 hours. So a dull day of fruit, milk & maybe a bit of squash and hopefully he'll be as right as rain by morning.

silv Oh I hear you. Tuesday was Bear's first day at creche. Great thought I - I can go to work and ride after work. Nope, dipshit booked a 2 hour driving lesson starting at 6pm. Fukneejit.

cunty How are you doing today?

Better thanx alps. Better nights sleep (calpol) and shaved 5 mins off my cycle into work simply by selecting the correct gear rather than stopping halfway to admire the view

'ello all, how's tricks.

drom hope things are going better on the feeding front. Don't be afraid to unlatch if you feel it's wrong, it's better to unlatch many times that keep berwhale on and suffer the pain of sore nips. Also, re no milk, it's normal for it to take a bit longer for milk to come in after a cs (I think you had a cs?) than a fanjo birth, so don't fret about that. Re the expressing, it's not as efficient as babies for getting milk out, but it will still stimulate production even if nothing actually coming out, so do keep at it - you can hand express as well, which may be a better idea if you're still only getting colostrum - as not much colostrum is produced, it can get a bit lost in a pump! If you want a chat about it, I will message you my mobile no - I can talk over hand expression if the m/w or hosp haven't.

Well done for seeing a bfc though, they should be able to help a lot, don't be afraid to keep calling them.

Hi cheggs. Glad to hear you've not misplaced one of those babies (yet).

silv I have to admit that my mum surprised me too. We have never really got on, but I was astonished how much help she was when Bonnie was born, so actually invited her to help out for 4 weeks when Clyde arrived.

caspy You are so right about men on night time duty! How do they not hear the wailing baby right next to their head?

I am trying not to be nervous about it as MrP will be flying solo this Sunday night. Yes, I have gone and booked my night away in a hotel! Am now about to write copious notes and try to tidy up a bit in preparation for the babysitter on Monday morning. Bathrooms have not been cleaned since we moved in. Eww.

okie I also had to collect Bonnie from nursery yesterday as 'she just wasn't herself'. Had a miserable grizzly day with her crying and stropping, but no temperature so no idea what was wrong with her. Finally figured out at bedtime that she was horribly constipated. Won't give details but MrP and I both blanched at the poor mite's sore bottom when she finally got it out.

alps I have had to clean at least one set of sheets every bloody day this week! As well as Clyde's megapoo vests/trousers/car seat liner. I'm over it. Please stop now.

And on the subject of bikinis: ! When I was in NZ my friend who had a baby at the same time as me invited us over. She lives in a swanky apartment building with a pool on the 14th floor. I wasn't planning on swimming but everyone else was and there was a little pool for the babies, so I relented.

My friend then emerged in a skimpy little bikini! I had to borrow her partner's Hawaiian beach shorts and a t-shirt. And they were tight on me. I am still scarred by this experience. (As polly and caspy know.).

Had to go to the hospital today for the jaundice check. Doctor is fairly convinced it's just breastfeeding jaundice and will clear up by itself eventually. But they have to run the tests just to be careful.

It was horrible. First the comedy. He gets bleeped for an emergency and hands me a pot to get her to pee in while he's off answering the page. I strip her off and am confronted by poonami, despite having changed her just before setting off for the 10 minute walk to the hospital. As I'm trying to clean that up she starts to pee, and I haven't unwrapped the pot. SO I try to do this, while holding her and keeping pee off her clothes.

I get the pot out and under her. She starts to poo instead. So my pot is full of runny yellow poo. And her clothes end up covered in poo and pee. I need about 5 more hands then I have and am cursing the fact that I am there alone and how the hell do you get a baby to pee into a fecking pot anyway? AND WHY WON'T SHE STOP POOING? I clean her up and wash the pot out she decides to have a decent pee and I manage to catch that. Phew.

But her clothes are covered and I stupidly did not pack a spare set as the hospital is so close I didn't think we'd need it. Bad mother. She has to go back into her sleepsuit which has a very pissy leg, but thankfully most of the poo went on her vest which I leave off.

And then the doctor is back and the HORRIBLE bit starts. He puts a canula sort of thing into her hand and she screams and screams while he takes blood from it. He gets one tube out of it and the vein closes. So he has to do it again in another vein. She's screaming, I'm trying to calm her by giving her a finger to suck, it half works. It all seems to take forever. And then she screams all the way home because she's in a damp pissy horrible sleepsuit. Aargh.

Of course now she's happily asleep having had a change of clothes and a feed. I need GIN.

Oh god muser.{shock]

Drink the gin.

I remember it well muse except the doc couldn't get a canula in and squeezed the required amount out using heel pricks. About 5 of them as i recall. But, as you'll find with her jabs, and as we will all testify, they are as happy as larry with ten mins whilst you are still a gibbering wreck

Comedy gold re poonami though! A tale to be told and retold i reckon