Hi everyone. I've been reading but not had time for posting as dd has been clingy and somewhat challenging of late. I looked it up in the wonder weeks and it seems I have four more weeks of this. I'm starting to hate that book. Makes me dread it before it even happens. Anyway, sleep is also rubbish and I am so so tired and weepy and argh.
Also, I hate weekends. DF spends the entire time in his study and I get hideously lonely, doing various walks to the shops so at least we chat to the lady on the till. He emerges ( if we are lucky ) at lunchtime for a brief chat then again for twenty mins at bath time and then at 730 for supper. Great. At least during the week there are mother and baby groups to go to. Seeing non baby friends is tricky because they want to hang out for four hours or whatever and I don't have four hours worth of energy in me. A hour and a half of sociability suits me fine. They all live over ten miles away though in London so it's understandable they want to make the most of the journey.
I have started dd on the hypoallergenic formula, very diluted in my milk, as per dietician s advice as it is disgusting (the smell makes me gag) and can cause green poos and epic wind while they get used to it. Anyway, I've managed three days of 1 in 5 and hoping to up that to 2 in five and so on. When I know she'll drink it neat i will be able to start dropping breastfeeding . I'm only doing formula at one feed at the moment as I already have to spend about an hour and a half a day expressing. Dull dull dull. I am amused by those walk about the house systems. Hideous, but useful, undoubtedly! DF isn't massively in favour of putting her on something "so utterly synthetic" but does say "it's your body and I understand that you want it back" which makes me feel like like a selfish bitch. I am planning to have stopped totally at six months, which means we will get to have a two night minimoon (his mum has offered). This will not be possible if I am still bf. I am also not keen on sitting in the loos on my wedding day, expressing, frankly. So yes, it is partly selfish, but it's bloody stressful this reduced diet thing and I hate expressing and I hate these hideous 32j cup bras and I hate leakage and argh, and I hate worrying about accidentally eating something bad that causes her pain.
DF and I had a massive fight last night which was fun too. He gets cross with not going out for meals. Nobber. I bloody love that too but am too sodding tired and with my diet I can't really eat out anyway. We ended up ordering thai takeaway. I spent twenty mins going through the menu with the man, who was super nice, and eventually thought that pad thai, with no soy, was my best option (it wasn't on the menu but it was a stir fry that I like). I got four mouthfuls in before realising it has egg in. Arse. So had to pump and dump and then make myself baked beans on toast. And still worry about upsetting DD's tum cos of the amount I'd eaten. We would have had a much nicer meal if he'd just have let me cook a good meal. Sigh. Anyway, it was a stupid fight, made worse through tiredness and frustration.
Wedding isn't til may, smile4me, but there's a lot to do and all the family politics to manage. Lots of questions about shall I wear this and is your mum wearing that. And I just think "I don't sodding care. Wear what you like". We're also having all his family (mum, partner, sister, half sister, dad, step mum) to stay for a week. Lord knows where I'm supposed to put them all or how I'm to feed etc for a week. Argh. Meanwhile DF is pissed off cos only one if his friends have replied and all mine have. How exactly am I to fix that???
Wow. Massive rant. Sorry ladies. I need sleep, but failing that, wine. Elpis says it's ok so I shall tell DF to wind his neck in if I get a disapproving glance!!
Londonmrss I hope the move went ok.