I'm searching for a word.
I think the word is... glaaaahgh.
Yay DS- he happily went through the day in his little routine (which now it's been mentioned is the 'Easy' one, which he just fell into, joy!) and then we put him down about half seven and he slept til 11, when I got him and we went to bed.
However...
We'd spent the evening tending to an ill chinchilla. This one had been horribly neglected (I've been sort of 'adopting' unwanted chins for about 15 years) and last night we were clipping all the fur which had gone into dreads under his chin. This morning I find he's holding one of his legs up like he can't walk on it... He's already got the teeth problem that is common to chins, and ends in death, so this isn't looking good.
After a great day, 'D'S woke at 1, 2.30, 3.30, 5.30 and 6.30, whereupon I discovered he'd done a mahooosive poo and there were no nappies upstairs. I changed him and gave him to his father for an hour... He was like this when we came back from visiting rellies last time.
I have to go to the doctors today with a lump. TMI alert. It's in my natal cleft top of bottom crack and is related to a fistula. I've had this for years, but when they gave me a GA to sort it out, they couldn't find it. So I've been left with the problem. I have a horrible feeling a-bs await, which will be great for DS.
DS was grizzly for several days MissRee, and I'd second giving Freya the Calpol to settle her.
Hurrah for MrAethel!
The weird thing I've found with hair mopsy is that it's not grown back... Around the scar, and then all the bikini line stuff I did with cream as a post baby tidy up, it's just not come back- it's really weird!! I was due a smear too, but they put it back as you're not meant to have it until 12 weeks after birth?
Sorry Octoboy is still unwell, and that he's mastered a new trick. I have my fingers crossed for you that he doesn't make the mucus projectile
! But very glad you're back and posting!
And OMG at all you musical people- I am so jealous! And you're not the 'can play Wonderwall on the guitar badly when drunk' types, but proper musical types! I am soooo bad, I used to be able to change key when singing without realising, and my friends would compete NOT to stand next to me when we went to Church with school. Go, push your children into musical things, it's wonderful 
DS now woken and feeding (and is really fussy on right boob only, why?) and loins are being girded for day ahead- apologies if anyone has been put off their brekkie by the whinge above!