We've been out 2days in a row now, I bought a nice BF top from mamas and papas, but my boobs are so big I can't get my nips near the slit let alone any boob out for a decent feed, so spent the day pulling up my top completely exposing my newly de-babied tummy, ah well, Wilf appreciated it. :) he does not mess about and just gets on with it, but of a cluster feed this evening, my nips are so tender, I've been reciting nursery rhymes backwards to get past the toe curling pain of the initial latch, I know it will improve once they toughen up, but oh wow is it sore.
Mama and Alex, truly unbelievable how you have both come through this, you are an inspiration. Love seeing your pictures on FB too.
DH is really struggling, his foreman is a dick and can't manage a piss up in a brewery, he had to drive in, an hour trip, to deal with an irate customer his foreman refused to deal with, that the foreman changed the priority of a job so it wasn't ready. He dealt with that, just as he was about to leave the HSE turn up to do a surprise check up, knowing DH was on pat leave, so he stayed to deal with that. Came home at 7pm, the whole day gone. I am fuming and just can't get my head around this dick calling him in. He has decided to return on Tuesday and take the rest of the time owed at a later date... Just annoyed...
MiL is normally lovely and means well, but drives me mad with her advice and opinions. DH is mostly supportive, but often he says it's not worth arguing as they won't change. I mostly ignore her, but can't help feeling annoyed/upset by her comments.