November 2012 - Thinking about first birthdays? Already?

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I was advised sterilising bottles was only necessary until 6 months. I stopped shortly after then. They get washed in the dishwasher and I make most bottles up fresh.

I'm the same VQ, will just sterilise for as long as they are used, even though I question the need for this from time to time, like when I catch S licking the floor, or gumming the underside of DD's shoes .

S likes stacking cups, but only for bashing/noise purposes. His favourite toy is this musical cow thing MIL bought. I don't get it, but he luffs it. Otherwise he likes to play with buckles (high chair, pushchair) - he can spend ages playing with them. DD was the same. Weirdos.

S still has a fucking chesty, wheezy cough. I wish it would just FUCK OFF. Fortunately

eliza great news about the tube, hope it stays that way.

Welcome back MM, you were missed.

Meant to say a load of things to everyone else too, but just snatching a moment to say hi. Still busy at work, but less mental. For now.

for all the quiche as needed.

See, I think because he is on nutramigen, that is clouding the issue!

In my mind - I stop at 12 months.

But he will still be having at least a bedtime feed, and possibly a morning feed at that point. In a bottle. I won't be doing cups because like you say, it will be made up in a bottle.

And seems a faff using a cup, and certainly won't be using one at bedtime.

Plus he drinks from an open cup with me holding the cup and helping him.

If he was going to cows milk, then I'd be able to make them freshly.

But I won't be able to as he will still be having (more than likely) nutramigen.

He has the allergy test 4th Sept, then we get the results 26th Sept apparently.

So if he shows as not allergic to milk I am going to try him with dairy. So perhaps he may be able to have cows milk. Probably not though.

Sorry, that was a bit of a splurge of random thoughts!

What I am trying to say is, when the fuck do I stop?!

O's favourite toys are balls. Chasing balls. The more balls the better .

That any musical/noisy toys.

And yes, madame buckles get the thumbs up here! He first found one on a trolley seat. It kept him occupied all the way around the shop. I know damn well he is trying to work out how they work. SO HE CAN ESCAPE!!

Yes, escape is an obvious aim. S like to sit in his high chair sans straps and play for aaaaaaaaages. This would be perfect if not for the fact that someone has to sit with him because he isn't safely strapped in. DD is an escape artist due to her intense study if buckles at the same age.

DD1 is being the naughtiest I have ever known her today. And that is saying something. I am at my wit's end. She's not hungry, thirsty, overtired, oversugared or needing attention. No signs of illness, or teething. Since the pasta sauce incident she has thrown h yoghurt across the room, emptied her potty onto the floor deliberately, poured her drink on the floor deliberately, nicked a packet of crisps from the garage and stamped on it and when I finally got LO down for a nap went and banged on her door and shouted as loudly as she could.

All attention seeking stuff but she's had masses of attention today. And lots of praise for playing nicely with LO (they were very cute together earlier) It's as if the effort of being good was just suddenly too much and she switched over into terrorist mode.

LO now screaming because she is so fucking tired and not allowed to sleep. I've had enough.

Fresh air and exercise PR? When DD is naughty and DS screaming, I get out of the house. Am lucky though, there is a big park by my house and running around seems to help with everyone's rage/mood/frustration. Sorry, probably a 'sucking eggs' suggestion.

We spent a lot of the morning in the garden, plus another 45 minutes this afternoon. Most mornings are spent in the garden. So she's exercised and aired. I've lost confidence taking them out on my own as DD1 is a bolter and has made the last few outings for the three of us such a nightmare I just can't cope with it anymore. I'm pathetic.

I am no longer myself. I used to be much more capable, for want of a better word.

O has a new cousin.

Oh PR I am sorry. When DD2 gets like that I have to strap her in the pushchair and put her on time out until she promises to behave. This has happened a handful of times. This is why I will not get rid of the double as if necessary I can strap them both in and go out so they both fall asleep usually, but that then means she is up late. Is there anywhere you could go? Visit anyone? Do you have your own car - is going for a drive an option?

Details needed Chasing. I am glad baby has arrived safely x

Hugs. Do you have a double buggy? Strap 'em down, and march? I did this a lot when DS was tiny.

FWIW - you come across as immensely capable, just under a lot of stress at the moment. Go easy. Does TV work? If all else fails, fireman Sam and an ice Lolly work wonders here.

You are not pathetic (rings up local fish supplier to send to PR) because if you are, then I am too, and I am not. Unless someone has had one of these particularly wonderful little souls they really have no idea. I often see mums walking down the road with a wee tot following them, but if I tried that with DD she would be on the bus into town, or worse.

My double pushchair is the only way I get to go out on my own with the kids. People look at me like I am a bad incapable mother, or wonder what is 'wrong' with DD, but I am actually being a very good mother. I know my child, and want to keep her safe. We are allowing her up and down the stairs on her own as of this weekend, but she wrecked her bedroom in ten minutes flat, and then started on her sisters. I was feeding J. She cannot be trusted. Oh, and she had a mouthful of beads and Polly pocket shoes and skirts. And she was 3 in April. I am praying J is more like DD1 in nature

I had a double buggy, a kind of baby and toddler one, but it went to the tip this weekend. I could never even persuade DD1 to get in it and with my back I can lift her for a hug, for example, but not when she is struggling. She has refused to get in a pushchair since at least Christmas. Even when she was weak in January she insisted on walking everywhere or being carried by her dad

I have a car and could take them out but the xanax has a 'don't drive' amber warning on the packet and I needed one earlier on as I was turning into a banshee. I'm not a very good driver - I won't even drive the morning after if I have had more than a glass of wine because I don.t trust my reflexes at the best of times. And it's not just lack of practice because I used to drive to work every day. I've just never been very good at it. So I don't want to take the tranqs and then drive with the children in the car. I'd do it in an absolute emergency, ie if I needed to drive them to hospital or the doctor.

Geez she's being vile to the dog now.

How many days to nursery PR?

Couple of weeks. But I'm starting to get jittery about the rtw. Wondering if I am imagining the troubles and if they were being reasonable and if it is me who was being unreasonable. I am linking nursery to rtw and it's like a constant weight in my tummy. I can feel it is there, but can't work out what is bothering me until I concentrate, and then I think, oh, it's work, and my tummy kind of lurches and I go all clammy. That's not right is it. It's nagging at me all the time. I know I am too stressed to deal with it but worried about the consequences of various actions I could take. All possible actions in fact.

Self doubt is not something I am used to. Maybe that is just lucky but I've generally always kind of known what to do. Except in shitty relationships but that is another matter. But in day to day life and certainly in my professional life I have never been so unsure and paranoid.

PR are you able to have a good chat with DH when he gets home about how you are feeling? He knows you and your situation best. It is common to wonder if you are imagining things when there is stress and anxiety, but I am pretty confident that if you were, someone would have said something by now. Indeed if you were, then the work situation would have been easily resolved. It is a shame you are so far away (((hug)))

No, he has enough work troubles of his own at the moment; thinks I am in the right, or so he says, but is sick of hearing about it. I don't remember the last time we had a proper uninterupted conversation actually about anything other than work, his or mine. DD1 is very demanding of his attention in the evenings.

In fact everyone I have spoken to irl says that IANBU but it's as if I can only believe people from work, who obviously think IABU. I'm placing far too much importance on their attitude in fact.

Very sweet that LO has learned to clap but a bit silly of me to applaud her as she was coasting round her baby jail. She let go to clap herself. Fell on arse. Good job those butts are padded with nappies, the amount of times they fall on them.

PR so we can take it that you are definitely not being unreasonable then. Please be a bit kinder to yourself (((hug)))

Pr that sounds rubbish. No advice at all unfortunately but just wanted to say big hugs. I would really struggle with that too. You're not going mad and you are not weak.