November 2012 - Babies are getting busy, busy, busy

[StuntNun]

Previous thread: www.mumsnet.com/Talk/postnatal_clubs/1858262-November-2012-In-which-the-babies-start-to-reach-their-first-birthdays

I had a mini poang for DS1!

He loved it!

I am considering getting rid of the dining room table so I can create a massive playroom instead.

This is silly!

I would love a big playroom though... I think DS1 is going to end up in O's room sooner than planned! And I shall be spending a lot of time upstairs with O while he plays...!!

It is chasing ! That's good to know. I remember being stumped by a Lack coffee table when I was a student and having to crawl to my 'friend with benefits' to sort it for me The shame!! I really wanted the wicker treasure chest type one, but at £60 vs £14(?) it was a no brainer. I might try and fashion up a cath kidston fabric liner for it.

YW every single wall was mouldy There were missing floors, no ceiling anywhere upstairs, residual flood water everywhere and the entire kitchen had been ripped out (probably though the broken downstairs loo window ). Even T walked away shaking his head (having gone to see it with elaborate plans of building a house inside a room while we 'did up' the rest of it

I had visions of giving M the big room today. It currently houses two double beds and my office and is the length of the house plus garage.... but then where would I store all my mismatching furniture?!

Det I was lucky I had a old fashioned ace midwife In the middle of the night who taught me to express onto a teaspoon and feed him. She was ace.

Donna I didn't say congratulations on another girl!

I want a mini poang but have to wait for the extension next year first. Then I want an ikea kitchen for L and a poang.

I think it's pretty clear that bf was a difficult road for everyone. It's easy to look back with the clarity of hindsight and say "I wish I'd" or "I could have" or "why didn't I". At the time we had to make the best decisions we could and in the end all of our babies got fed one way or another whether it was bf, ff, expressed milk, by feeding tube or by any combination of the above. It's natural to fret over past problems or mistakes and I would say it reflects on us as being caring parents that want to do our best by our children. And that's no bad thing.

I remember talking about this last year (!!???) time flies.

I go against the grain. My mum bf'd us all no problem. She was very encouraging. I thought I would bf too. And I did bf. except I'm lactophobic. I spilt a bottle of milk on myself only yesterday and had to have a very hot shower. And wash my clothes on 60 degrees.

I bf'd DD1 who had a fab latch topped up with ff as I freaked out. I thought it was the stomach problems so with LO decided to mix feed from the off, just in case. But with no stomach problems it was the same. Despite being fortunate enough to have great milk producing boobs and two babies who had a brilliant latch, I chose to bf then ff as soon as I could.

And I pumped to wind down my flow from just a few days in. Having a shower and dripping? Ugh. Hated everything about bf'ing despite, at the time of the first, really wanting to do it.

DD1 was extraordinarily healthy until last year. DD2 caught everything going. I had support from my dm and mws, less so from the mil with dd2 ( though I kept going til after her visit to spite her).

BUT right now? If I could go back? I'd mix then wind down to ff. Despite the lack of physical problems. If I had a third, knowing how much I hate bf I'dcstick it out til the colostrum is gone.

And that is with full support, and having read widely about breastfeeding. I hated it. And a mum who squirms when she sees herself leaking is not a happy breastfeeder.

I hated watching you all struggle last year. If only some of you had had my supply, or my latchy babies, or my hospital standard pumps. But the reality is that some of usjust can't get on with it, despite wanting the best for our children. It's not necessairily a physical problem, or a support thing. It's not for everyone.

In the past I'd have hrired a wet nurse if I hadhad the money :o ( do they still exist?)

On day 2 with LO my ob gyn popped in to the ward. Ooh, your milk has started, he said with a grin, pointing out my sodden nightie. I nearly chucked up on him.

We all do what is best, for us or for babies, or both. Moral of the story? I judged until I had to do it

Voilà. We're all different :)

Ah thanks yw Yes, she had/has silent reflux.
Your kind words really made me smile.

So sorry about your neighbour. I do think you should take Jonas with you. Not insensitive at all. I bet your kind gestures will be much appreciated and I'm sure a Jonas cuddle will bring a smile to their faces.

DD1 has a mini poang. I couldn't resist it. She however could. Think she's sat in it for a total of 5 mins. Now it just takes up space in her room with soft toys on it. When we move and E gets a bigger room I'll give it her and hope she appreciates it more!

lily have a fab time in the uk. Sorry the weather has turned to shit. Hope it brightens up for you.

And wtf is a POANG?

Very fucking hard to build!!

Chasing you're right, the side table/toy box was easy peasy!

Am planning the girls new bedroom themes for when we move whenever the hell that is. DD1's will be pretty much as it is now with flowers and butterflies. I've bought some more butterfly wall stickers and going to get a rug as she doesn't have one. E is going to have an owl themed room. I bought some very cute owl wall stickers and going to get some beautiful owl handcrafted wooden bookends that I saw in my local crafty shop. It's lovely to be buying things for E's own room as she is currently in DD1's old room which has remained the same since DD1 was born.

chasing Did you find inspiration to do up O's room? I remembered you posted about it some time a go.

pr An IKEA chair

Poang

I'm glad you asked that PR as I have just had to google it! (It's a chair)

Congratulations on another girl Donna :)

Bloody awful news about your neighbours YW :( I don't know how people even begin to deal with things like that.

We had one of those. The dog managed to destroy it! It was v comfy. Til it collapsed. He was still in puppydom :)

Quick update. O was an absolute superstar on the plane and managed to charm everyone. She slept one hour and walked up and down the isle for another one. I found the boarding stressful, one baby, one buggy, one bag seemed too much sometimes but it's done. I can't believe this was her fifth flight already.

It is very strange to be back, we are in our old flat as my friend rented it out but it doesn't seem and feel right. The Hungarian flat is where we belong to now but I have precious memories with O here. The traffic is a nightmare in London, and it's so busy. You see what I'm trying to do here? Persuading myself that we are better off in Hungary?

I saw many friends already but the fun will start from now on, meetings all the time. We are off to the British museum today, seeing a group of friends there. And meeting the lovely chasing next Thursday. I will skim read the next couple of days, I am too busy to keep up.

donna huge congratulations!!!

I got O's feet measured on thurs in Clark's. She has been wearing 2.5g and her actual size is 3.5g. Oops. Going to Clark's factory shop today and see of they have any shoes in her size.

YW what sad news. Things like that are so much worse once you have your own DC and really truly understand how precious they are. That sounds patronising to the child free but I know how much my perception of awfulness has changed since having DC.

Sorry to hear people are looking back with regret or sadness about feeding. Everyone has done what was best and what worked for them at the time. No one can do more than that. BF or FF, as long as a baby is fed and loved.

For me, I could have BF for longer but I wasn't especially keen. I guess it was something I endured rather than enjoyed. I exclusively ebf for 3 weeks with each then switched to mix feeding. DD had her last BF at 20 weeks, DS was disinterested by 14 weeks. I am glad I did it for a while but I feel like PR really, it is almost a shame it was easy for me when I was essentially ambivalent about it. Big hugs quiche - it is an emotive topic and obviously going to linger for some but I hope those of you with some regret can look at your LO and remember that you got them fed when they needed food, and that is ultimately what matters.

I just came on to offer toast, and hugs.

Not read back yet, but just wanted to post - 6pm - 8 yes 8am! She woke at 3:50 but heard we having a little shuffle and went back to sleep by herself.

Mmmm I have a fridge full of cheese and wine. First raclette of the season tonight.

Madame that's so true. I thought I understood death after losing my Mum at 17. Since having Jonas I've realised I haven't fathomed the half of it.

We're taking the dog for her first walk outside this afternoon. Whoop to the end of cabin fever!

Before that I'm helping my sister clean her house for a house viewing. Grrrr let's just hope these viewers are more than time-wasters - the last set didn't even have a mortgage agreement in principle and their saved deposit was a few hundred quid! Day dreamers who might be ready to buy a house in a few years they ought to have stuck with Rightmove - as they clearly with no idea of the work folk go to for viewings .

PR interesting to hear about lactophobia - I wonder if i have it mildly I get proper gippy dry heaves at the smell of hot cow's milk (like in an office kitchen) hate hate hate it!

I apparently left a beaker of milk on a radiator when I was a toddler. I havn't let a drop of it pass my lips since. Am OK with cheese, and flavoured yoghurt, but cottage cheese is vile. Am OK with creme fraiche if cooked. I absolutely hate handling the girls' bottles, and GT 's description of a milky baby made my stomach churn (sorry) . I am so lucky in that neither of them have been big vomiters as each time they have puked or spat up milk has been a great test of my nerves.

Funnily enough I thought it was just animal milk which freaked me out and it never crossed my mind that my own milk would have the same effect on me, but it was worse. I hated the smell, I hated waking up in pools of milk, and having a shower and watching it trickle out was actually traumatic. I never felt clean or, to me, smelt clean.

My mum thought I was mad. But I hated handling formula milk just as much, but the advantage was that I didn't often have to touch it.

PR brace yourself / look away. I think mine came from one day when I came home from school - in cold weather my Mum would always make us a mug of warm milk - well mine had a great big clot of skin on it and it stuck to my lips. Waaaaaaaahhhhh. Haven't drunk a drop since. Love cheese, wary of butter and having been off dairy for 10 months I'm pretty sure tea with milk might be permanently off the menu. The thought of it makes me even though I'm craving a cuppa with a KitKat. Sadly I hate black tea. I also wonder if me and my twin were CMPI babies as we were skinny / tiny babies / toddlers. Wish my Mum was around to ask her. Thankfully my dairy wariness is only cows milk.

Just popping in to say chasing enjoy your autmn stroll today!

I gate crashed the boys breakfast out today, it was lovely!

My last nerve has been shot.

Arghhhhhh. Arghhhhhhhhhh and fucking ARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.