Poor LO has been totally out of sorts today, and required three changes before bedtime owing to drool. Best way to describe it is that I can see the 12 individual teeth from canines forward and they look like they're contained by a thin layer of (now bloody razor sharp) gum, if that makes sense aethel? I too have six funky giraffe bibs on order to my Mum's, and they can't come soon enough.
I torn between wanting the damn things to errupt, so it stops causing him pain (and making me feel crap as there's nothing I can do about it, bar some occasional Calpol) and not wanting them to in case they bugger up bf'ing.
But scarred- you poor thing, that's horrendous!
Sounds like you toured my childhood homes kitty, as I'm a North Lancashire and South Manchester girl! Did you have a grand day out?
Really hope you're on the mend Bee, can't imagine having to cope with DCs whilst having D&V.
And hope Octoboy is less wheezy LMF. Is it a stress/tension headache you've got or a migrane?
I loved Richard O'Brien on the Crystal Maze Oi, never watched it with anyone else! Him and his 'mummy'! Amazing legs on the man too, and you had the feeling he'd be brilliant on a wild night out.... Is the jumperoo the doorway bouncing thing? I can't wait to get one for DS, think they're great. However, owing to the fact that this house was owned by the world's dodgiest builder, there aren't really any door frames that it would either be possible or safe to put him in...
Am up North for the next week, so shall throw the cloak of lurk over me for a while... may de-lurk if I get the chance, but will keep on reading and follow you onto the next thread.