ROFL! Cheese and onion crisp... haha!
DS1 is old enough to know better, but doesn't. He does the daftest things around Oscar sometimes 
. Such as passing plates of hot food or drinks over the top of the moses basket where he is lying, or leaving him on the sofa (when I have told him never ever to do it!). Trying failing to be patient with him, after all, he has been an only one for 10 years. But he was the one who pestered for a sibling! So he shouldn't feel left out or jealous! I think he is a tad though... when I talk to Oscar, just baby talk stuff, like who is mummys clever boy when he burps, DS shouts over ME, I AM. And then goes to copy whatever Oscar has done . He isn't left out at all, so am 
. Sure he will stop soon enough!
I think I have hairy legs. I seem to remember noting they were now growing at their pre pregnancy state. I've not had time enough to consider it any more than that though 
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I've now had a sleeping baby for over 2 hours. Thank fuck! I think it is trapped wind. I kept him next to me, propped on a pillow for an hour. He slept soundly. Put him in the basket, with a pillow under the basket (we keep it on the floor downstairs) to prop it up. He was a bit fidgety at first, but has eventually settled without me needing to pick him back up or rock him etc. Propping seems to have helped anyway.
Cradle cap - olive oil in first instance. Or I seem to remember using something begining with D for DS1 which worked. Just googled - Dentinox. No idea if its recommended, just that I know I used it to good effect 10 years ago!
Milk spots - got those here too. Poor thing has dry skin, milk spots, and something which upsets me as they will never go away - broken capillaries in both cheeks and both eyelids :( He would need laser treatment I assume as the only treatment option. They were present at birth, still the same now. DP has them too, and they can be hereditary.
Fatima Our babies are the same age, and I am absolutely certain that Oscar smiles. He does wind smiles too, but some of them are genuine and are in response to things he finds pleasurable such as kisses, or soft fabrics being brushed against his skin and his own reflection!.
Can I just announce again that my pelvic floor is destroyed. I've been exercising it, but things haven't felt the same down there. Well, I was on the phone to my mum and absent mindedly went to the loo, and as I started weeing, realised I was in fact on the phone. I tried to stop the flow and couldn't stop it at all, or slow it down. Have tried a couple of times since, and nothing... at all. Everything still hurts down there, and feels wrong. Constant low level throbbing and discomfort. Pants.
Stupid fucking forceps.
Will self refer myself to the continence service for better exercises. At the grand old age of 28.