Eeeeeeh, mini major rant, but good things included. Switch off now!!
I did get to sleep - thank you! But at 5.45. Oscar woke at 6! WAAAAAAAAAAAH! I cried through the feed, literally soaked him in tears of exhaustion frustration. We went back to sleep at 6.30. He woke at 10. We fed and went back to sleep. I woke him at 1pm!!! And DS1. Welcome to the lazy bastards house!
I can only assume this is our 6 week gift from Oscar! Not only did he go 7 hours, but he then went 4 hours, and has been 3.5-4 hours today. He has dropped 2 feeds a day to 6. And is getting quicker. And requiring much less winding.
Fuck me, good timing kid. Anyway, back on the Nytol tonight, and going to take it for the next few to try and get me back on track. I like to be up by 10 on non school run days. School run days up between 7.30-8. I go to bed between 11-12 usually. So Oscar has fitted right in with that now, just got to actually sleep myself. 
I don't nap in the day. I can't, as I am crap at napping really.
So the health visitor was supposed to be here at 1.30 today. After dragging us out of bed at 1 and dashing around getting dressed, by 1.30 I was sat in my immaculate house, in immaculate no pee, poo or puke anyway clothes, even had make up on and hair styled. DS1 was stashed in his room 
. Dog in there with him (she barks at visitors, due to nervousness!) for good measure.
By 3.30 I was starting to go loopy sat waiting, so I rang up - 'oh, your health visitor is off today'. WELL WHY THE FECK MAKE AN APPOINTMENT WITH ME!! I put it in my diary as she arranged it with me, sat in my house last time she came! Told them not to bother rearranging. I took him to baby clinic yesterday first and last time and he was 9lb13. Following 25th centile up from 2nd. My scale hands have not let me down - I estimated him to be 9lb12 . I think 'll just not bother with the HV service any more. I CBA cleaning the house up, and getting dressed just to sit around my own house all day waiting. And the same goes for sitting for well over an hour waiting in baby clinic. I'm just going to weigh him once a month myself, plot him, and if concerned, go to GP. If there are any other worries, I'll go to the GP. I gave them a chance, and still think its crap.
DS1 is under punishment for being a lazy, sneaky git, and lifting the fucking top of the toilet off and putting a wrapper from a chocolate off the christmas tree in there. Yes. In the top of the toilet. In the water. And do you know how I found this out? Because I flushed the toilet, and the water started gushing out the top, and everywhere. Cue much panic, running around trying to stop it. Lifted the lid to make matters worse - water going up in the air. Realised that a piece had been knocked off (had this in my first house years ago, so luckily I knew what to do). Fished around in water for said piece. Shoved it back on. Stopped the lake that was appearing in my bathroom. Found wrapper. Realised culprit for knocking piece off. 
. Worst thing is, the bin is directly underneath the toilet. It was more effort to put it in the fucking toilet than the bin. Have took all his xbox and DS games off him for a week, so all his new games are now stashed in my room. Little shit. Could have killed him. He can't even explain why he did it. It isn't like I'd go rooting through the bin in the loo. Or the bin in his effing room. I don't even restrict stuff as he is usually sensible enough at self control.
Oh, and I've noticed Oscar has a flat patch on the back of his head. Excellent. :( He spends lots of tummy time as well.
Ok, that feels better! Sometimes its good enough just to let it all tumble out! Think I'll go make tea now!