Good lord, it would take us weeks to get all that done Oi
xiao that sounds lovely. (I want another baby!)
jiggle Freya has style, that's very funny (though possibly not for you at the time).
I am feeling glum today. I'm struggling; DS just prefers daddy. If DH is here, I might as well not exist. He grabbed my hand to go for a walk earlier, then looked up and realised he had grabbed me, not DH, let go with disgust and went to DH. DH is finding it hard going to, as he just never gets a break if he's in the house. Weirdly, when DH isn't here (at work, or away) DS doesn't care, and is happy as a clam and we play all day. But as soon as daddy walks in the door, mummy can fuck off it seems. I'm just... it's really upsetting me. We changed up the routine so that I'm putting him to bed every night, and he's sleeping a lot better and bedtimes are less stressful because he's not screaming whenever DH tries to leave the room, but it's not helping during the weekends. On Sunday's it's DH's lie in and DS is absolutely fine then, we even play 'sssshhhh daddy's sleeping!' games when we're going up and down the stairs, and he's happy to be with me. But as soon as DH is up... I feel like just taking DS back to my parents every week so I don't feel so bloody sidelined. And to top it off, DH is a bit of a shouty dad. We've had so many conversations about him needing to adjust his expectations and stop getting so arsey when DS is playing up but he still gets really cross, and DS just thinks it's funny, so DH gets crosser and then I intervene because no one is learning anything from all the shouting and naughtyness, and then I feel like a shit back seat parent. I just don't get why he is so clingy. DH has always been around, and done 50% of the parenting and drudgy work of nappies etc, he's not a 'fun dad', I just feel really left out. I was thinking earlier that one of the driving forces for me wanting another baby (not that that is ever going to happen) was that maybe the next one would like me best. How shit is that? I feel awful because when it's just me and DS, everything is fine and we're thick as thieves and so happy and have so much fun, then daddy comes along and I just disappear.
Sorry for the me me me ramble. Am just sad and can't really talk about this IRL as everyone thinks I'm so lucky to have a DH that gets his hands dirty with parenting.