I think the getting grumpier as the day progresses is a standard thing. Little Miss Fartypants is currently having a tantrum, because a) it's the witching hour and b) her dad is committing the heinous crime of putting clothes on her. We had a bit of a hellish afternoon with her point-blank refusing to nap, yet bitching because she was knackered. Eventually managed a twenty minute catnap after a measly two ounce 4pm feed, then she seemed perfectly cheerful.
zig we often have a late afternoon catnap on me, I find it's best to limit it to no more than forty five minutes, and wake up at least an hour before bedtime. Then it's more just briefly recharging her batteries so she can handle bedtime, rather than properly catching up on sleep.
Glad it's not just me that's broody. But I think the man would have a heart attack if I said I was pregnant now. I'm 95% certain I'm not going to be able to persuade him we need a second. Although he only agreed to the first because I was, according to him, "pulling a sulky face", so perhaps he'll be easier to convince than I think.
worsester does your friend think DD should be going through the night with no milk at all? Because that's highly dependent on whether you have a baby that agrees to eat lots during the day. Mine? No chance. plonko's? Far more likely.
I was reading about the skills babies develop from one week to the next, and realised we need a rattle! And some finger puppets! And things with crazy patterns! I was about to buy half of amazon, when the man pointed out that his wealthy father is visiting this week, and all we have to do is steer him in the direction of Mothercare. I feel a bit mercenary about this, but as the man's mother told me "If you go shopping with his dad, and you see something you like, just casually mention how much you like it..." I figure I shouldn't feel too guilty.
And best news of the day: my dad's babysitting on Tuesday, so we are eating out then going to see Star Trek for my birthday. 