kim That's why I went ahead TTC at 6 months post-partum. At my vintage I don't have years to play around with, months to "not really try" and if I needed to GO directly to the fertility clinic and hand over my shiny coins then I needed to know sooner rather than later.
silv Well I would like somewhere closer to home, the place right now is close to the office which obv. is handy when I go in and the YO is amazing, no flapping, no panicking and the yard in general: no kids, no arseholes, no Gucci bag totin', Pikeur-wearin' trophy-wives. Am toying with a small private yard like kate and I'm a tidy person, however don't want to be doing DIY if I'm on the road and do want facilities. Do want great hacking, do want jumps. Don't want people who make me feel like a fat scruff with a hoss that's "too good for me" - yes, have been told that before.
"Why don't you go and buy yourself a nice coloured cob?" - coloured cobs are not "cool" in europe, they are as they once were in the UK, the horse of the travelling community. Ah well, will figure it out and JB's pretty good with her, she's easy to load etc. so he can handle all that shite. One yard rents out trailers/landies to the liveries - that would be a major bonus rather than having to buy.
kate Joules are now doing a further 20% off sale prices.
moo I'm with okie, I think you should swish in to your swanky office and "play the game" for 3/4 weeks and then swish out again in a cloud of cashmere & diamonds (on expenses obv.).
Would you get the full maternity package from them if you were to do so? Ethically I think it's "naughty" to rip off companies like that, however, when they've got the cash reserves of your's, mine, kate's etc. then I think "take, take, take!".
My baybee keeps waking at 5:30 and wanting to star tthe day. I ignore him until 7, well, you know, smile, hold his hand through the cot bars, turn Ewan on, but don't get out of bed. Then at 7:45 he climbed in to his chair downstairs and went to sleep for 1.5 hours. Wtfffffffff?
I'm sooooo tired. JB is on semi-nights which means I'm doing dreamfeed, he wakes me up when I get in, bear starts at 5:30 and now I'm "trying" to work (end of quarter accounts) and I'm so tired I could cry. Also, when was the last time I washed? I could not tell you.