god, we've got about a million muslins, and they all need washing now. (it's only been 3 days!!)
we use them for everything - winding, puking generally, using as a towel on the changing mat when we can't be bothered to get one (or at the shop)
DD is being a little fucking brat poorly baby at the moment.
I'm at the end of my tether!
well, at least I was last night.
It feels worse than it is, i'm sure, because I put 2 or 3 "positives" on my tick boxes when the HV came yesterday (the ones that say "i sometimes panic for no good reason" etc to see if you're a loon), so she said "I'm a little bit worried about your state of mental wellbeing, you must go to some of the groups at the children's centres" (yes, fab idea, why not make a woman even more stressed - when exactly do you propose I close the shop and haul my ass over to a children's centre to sit and talk to people that I don't know ? 
drives me fucking batty.
I cannot leave the shop! I cannot get out to bloody stupid children's centres! and I fucking hate meeting new people!! I cannot do small talk, and i'm rather shy! It's different in the shop, because they're there for a purpose, so I don't have to do small talk, but if I have to meet other new mums, I am forced into a situation that I don't feel comfortable with.
So, DD didn't sleep much at all last night, cos she feels so poorly. Managed to give her her dose of Nurofen, but that's all she's allowed. it helped for 5 minutes.
she hates the nasal spray, and cries.
so last night, we went to bed. She cried for a loooooong time.
I tried everything.
I lost my temper a little bit.
I used a few swearwords (but quietly!)
and tried not to show her that I was stressing. (that was the hardest part, being all "ooh, poor baby, what's wrong?" when I just wanted to cry. :(
she wouldn't lie down at all , she wouldn't feed with me sitting up.
the only time she stopped crying was when I held her over my shoulder. A-ha! I thought! solution!. no, only worked once.
ditto every other position I tried.
In the end, I went walkies with her. that calmed her a bit. So, her calm, I went into her bedroom, currently with no furniture (we're using it as a laundry), she was calm, looking all around and stuff, so I thought! a-ha!
i grabbed my pillows from the bed, grabbed a blanket, got down on the floor to sleep for a little while. (cuddling her)
after about a minute of this calm.
start again.
managed finally to get to sleep on the floor of her room, with her on my arm.
we were fine, she was asleep.
I woke up.
i thought, ooh, i'll try to get back to my own bed with her.
which would have worked fine if I hadn't scraped her bloody hand on the door jamb as i walked through the door ! 
she screamed and screamed and screamed.
i handed her to DH, got him to hold the sore hand really tightly while I hared round the house lookign for germolene! I've got about 4 tubes of the stuff and I couldn't find any anywhere!
so I grabbed the arnica and rubbed that on. seemed to work.
she eventually managed to get to sleep on my arm.
later on, at about 6, she was grizzling for food, so, because she'd had quite abit of the boob she was next to, i tried to put her on the mattress on the other side to have the other one (now engorged!)
bad mistake.
bad mistake.
she wouldn't take the boob, and i couldn't turn her back to the other side (dead leg)
so eventually she cried herself to sleep.
then the next thing I know, the alarm's going off, and I can't turn it off and go back to sleep, so I have to wake this finally! sleeping ,peaceful baby (tied not to, but she woke when I moved) :(
and then she cried while I washed and dressed.
but at least this morning I managed to get her to eat!
All night, nothing could calm her. she wouldn't take the breast,and just ended up gum-biting my nipple!
and now she's sleeping.
ahhhh.