November 2012 - Babies are getting busy, busy, busy

[StuntNun]

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I passed third time. First time I was so nervous I couldn't control the clutch as my foot kept shaking. Second time, to help my nerves my driving instructor gave me a pill to help my nerves. Well fuck knows what it was but it chilled me out way too much that I drove without a care in the world. Not what you need on a test! So third time I ignored any offer of pills drugs, still wonder what it was he gave me and calmed my nerves and voila, I passed. I bloody love driving. I of course think I'm an excellent driver but probably a bit too confident for my own good. My road rage has calmed down though since I've had kids .

I passed my test second time. First test I kind of caused a crash Although strictly speaking, it was NOT my fault and I shouldn't have failed for it. I passed second time, literally a day before I left home to go to uni, after assuming I had failed close to the start of my test and then driven without caring the rest of it! Chasing the freedom that driving will give you is sooooo worth 1000 horrific lessons! You won't really learn to drive until after you've passed your test and have your own car. It's all experience.

Everyone else has already said what I wanted to say jims. Personally, I would be chuffed if M could rebuild the towers she so loves to destroy herself!

PR I wasn't deliberately French bashing. Just Renault. I loved my Peugeot, and my Citroen was a great wee car!

Any advice on a small stage 1 car seat? I doubt my M/C toby will fit in the fiat. I guess my best bet is to go and play in Halfords? Wonderful.

Speaking of driving, I'm travelling up to Aberdeen tomorrow morning with M on a whirlwind trip to visit sooo many people! And hopefully catch wellieboots too

Hey. I wasn't offended!! Was joking.

PSA ie Peugeot and Citroen (same company nowadays) are better than Renault. EXCEPT if you want cheap and reliable Dacia is good, but they belong to Renault (made in E Europe with the same parts, skills, just not French . )

French cars are good in France. But they couldn't give a monkeys about the rhd market (you). In the uk go Jap or German. Even I go Japanese (toyota yaris I love everypart of it I blow it a kiss every single morning, and evening when I shut the shutters and bid its loveliness good night).

Your Fiat will be fine. I used to work opposite the Italian embassy in Lux and every year they had a fiat 5?00 party. Or a smallerFiat. Whatever the smallest one is several trucks of them would turn up andpark the teeniest fiats right across their gardens, drive and the street outside. Tens of tiny fiats plus scooters offloaded in front of us, followed by the red carpet arrivals. Including the perv Italian PM one year. My annual interesting day at the office... :o

Noo was the tiny 100s. Anyway, these annual parties attract all kinds of dignitaries including Lux government people and royals! V exciting the first time but Lux is so small you end up seeing them at the next table at lunch. Novely wears off v quick. The PM pops out into his garden to talk to tourists who have actually realised the little house with a front garden belongs to the PM.

Chatty tonight. As I said. Ishoos. Will pass

At what stage do feeds get shorter? Any suggestions welcome as I know every baby us difference. I'm half way through the month. And my second goal is getting closer. So need to think about what my nxt goal is.

We are currently on 1 top up a day. Either EBM if I have time or ff. I'm finding mornings the most difficult time. As I have so much to do. Well , not alot , but i take medication, breakfast , wash, dress. And after 45mins to an hour of feeding I'm ready to give up and let someone else bottle feed so I can get on with a few bits n bobs.

I grew up in a fairly small town and there was a lad who failed his driving test for (admittedly a glancing blow) hitting a road workman whilst going round a roundabout. The examiner was not a small chap and the lad claimed to all he'd maliciously shifted his weight to steer the car off course! It went down in town folklore.

Not to say you'd do that chasing S you seem far more sensible than he was!

gt prob not just yet for feeds getting shorter. I was always told it takes 6 weeks to establish bf so if you can make it through the 6 week growth spurt, you're probably ok. Hang in there...

My first test was stopped half way through in the interests of public safety! It was at the end of a week's intensive course when I was 17. I pulled out in front of someone. No crash luckily but the examiner was not happy. Passed 3rd time. Keep going chasing - it's definitely worth the pain and humiliation :-)

Dudes.

Last day of holidays. Had a super smashing time but ready to go home I think.

Driving!

I was an awful learner driver. It took me 4 goes. Initially I was learning in my home town in very rural jockland. There was one roundabout and no traffic lights so we had to drive up and down the high street waiting for someone to push the pedestrian crossing button as that was the closest thing.

I was fine on lessons but just so nervous. On the last test I mounted the kerb massively - like two wheels - so presumed I had failed so I ploughed on with a 'fuck it' attitude. We got back to the test centre and the guy obviously had somewhere to be. He said "well, you are not a terrible driver. You need more practice. I'll pass you though". Handed over my pass certificate, jumped out the car and drove off.

Ah, frog bashing! Ehm. What's with the weird scowling at p business. One man yesterday pulled such a face when looking at p that DH and I burst out laughing. Not keen on the partiality for slimy shit as food either. Mussels, snails, oysters, beef tartare and so on. Cook it!

Oh! And I was going to say that even though it took me 4 goes and 2 years I love driving now. My commute is now 2 hours a day and I see that as my two hours of me time. That works out at about 40,000 miles a year. It would obviously be more if it wasn't for the school holidays.

You might never love driving but it does give you the most amazing freedom.

I know what you mean pass I was never the most confident driver and didn't drive on the motorway till I was 34! My mum was coming to the end and she was in hospital in Birmingham and I lived in Rugby and I just couldn't spare the time to faff around on the country roads to get there so I just hit the M6 one day is rush hour and I have been fine ever since

When I lived in England I would do nearly 2 hours up the m40 on a Friday to get the girls from school and I loved getting In The car at lunch time, r4 the boy ( and later boys) would snooze, I would have a ham and mustard sandwich and plain crisps! Me me me me time!

Think we have another tooth and cold. Either that or O has a penchant for the Bake Off!

I am still juggling tradesmen. Today more floor laying, we are having Kardean and is looking better than expected but is taking forever, this will be day two of that. They kitchen people are coming to fit the surfaces in the utility. (Have done no washing all week I am sure you can imagine the height of my washing pile) and the electricity peep are coming to change the meter so we can make some monies from our wind turbine.

Have waved DH off.

By the time he comes home on Friday the house will look very different and I will be glad to get this week over.

I would like to do a treat with steak for his return any suggestions? slimed or not slimed I do not discriminate.

Oooh Sophia I love our Karndean. Best decision we made. It's amazing.

See pass I love a bit of raw steak or a mussel. Oysters pass me by though.

Right off to find out how bald, too big footed, heavy handed and active L is.

I absolutely adore oysters. And all the other stuff. Carpaccio. Yum.

I had my wobble about the KarndeAn an and wondered if we should have gone a more traditional route but now it' showing down I love it.

I was 17 when I started learning to drive and didn't pass until I was 23! I kept stopping learning every time I failed a test (I don't take criticism well! ) I passed on my 5th test in London of all places (all my previous ones had been in a much quieter part of the country). Just keep going Chasing driving is one of my favourite things now, the freedom it gives you is amazing. The best thing I did was getting a job that needed me to drive around the country alot after passing. It meant I got confident quite quickly and now would happily drive anywhere alone.

GT the fact that you're managing to get dressed is amazing! I'm sure I spent the first 2 months of babylaughalot's life in my pyjamas!

I passed my driving test 3rd time. First time I only failed on my parallel parking, I was so disappointed. Second time I failed on a million different things but it all came together on my third test, and like PR it was only because I wasn't asked to parallel park. Honestly, who needs to parallel park? I go and find another place to put the car if I can!

I've had three major accidents since I passed in 1997 bloody hell, almost 17 years ago!

One was my fault got a bit distracted by a cute guy crossing the road in front of me and didn't notice the traffic had stopped and two weren't. The last accident I had was in 2008 and was kind of the reason why I met DP. You'll never forget the sound of the crunch of your first accident, and mine was in my mums car, which I wrote off! But it made am a better driver because I can't afford my insurance premium to rise any more

Yay I did proper drivings . Turned left and right and everything. Managed to use second and third gear and only stalled twice . Plus I have come home to a sleeping baby

I passed on my second attempt. this next bit makes me sound like such a mahoosive knob but the first test was the first time I had failed a test or failed in trying to achieve something. It was such a good life lesson. Passed second time around, after being much better prepared. Have been driving for almost 14 years now. DH only learned while I was pregnant with DD. He passed 8 days before she was born. Having spent most of his adult life as a non-driver, he is especially appreciative of the freedom it brings. The difference between us learning was quite massive. I was 17 and wanted a licence, and was prepared to jump through whatever hoops existed to get it. DH was properly focused on learning to be a good, safe driver. Because as soon as he passed, he knew he would be driving the kids around. I am a good driver now, but a lot of that is experience. DH took an infuriatingly long time much longer to learn, but is a better driver 2 years in than I was 2 years post-test. I am obviously a better driver overall though chasing, lots of luck in learning.

Oysters remind me of semen. And not in a good way. I don't do steak tartare either, though I have gone from sending back every steak for not being cooked enough to eating it quite rare over the years.

Quiche, I have had a horrible morning. I dropped the girls off then went to the local out of town shopping centre which is about half an hour away. Was at the check out buying something for LO and I suddenly felt so ill. Stomach cramps. And farted. And the check out staff laughed. Then i ran out after paying, dying of shame and (TMI) got another attack of the farts and felt, erm, very warm. A shart! Got into the car thinking where there is one there is more, dying inside and headed off home hoping it wasn't too bad and the seat wouldn't be damaged.

Was aware of the gendarmes behind me about 10 minutes into the journey but didn't stop at a pedestrian crossing. Just didn't register that there was one. Missed the pedestrian, phew, but the gendarmes put their flashy lights on and pinged their siren so I had to pull over. I got a bit of a bollocking but I explained why I was distracted and in a hurry and they let me go without a fine. Obviously felt sorry for me but heard both of them crack up laughing as they walked back to their car.

Got home all shakey, got out of the car, still convinced of my shart, and the sodding neighbour, one of the ones that isn't too keen on me wanders over for a chat. FFS normally she fucking ignores me. So there am I smiling through stomach cramps, convinced poo is trickling down my legs and that I stink, making small talk thinking I don't fucking care, I really really don't fucking care about how her kids are doing at school or if they have a cold. Anyway after about 5 minutes she wandered off back to her weeding and I legged it into the house and to the loo.

There was no shart. I had spent the whole trip back panicking over what I was convinced was the squits, making it into a massive deal in my head, almost got arrested, for stomach cramps. Which have now gone, because it was trapped wind.

So fucking embarassed and can never go back to that shop again, and cut short what was a rare childfree trip to the shops. Had been planning on having a real wander round, maybe even going to Subway. And instead I am home with clean pants when I could be eating a Meatball sub.

It's too far to go back again now because of my curfew hours (sick leave am not allowed out between 12-2) but I will go back tomorrow. And eat my sub. And not panic if i get a stomach cramp. And pay very close attention to pedestrian crossings.

PR, that is indeed a erm...shit morning Sounds rotten

I am chatting to a guy at the moment who used to live in Lux. He seems really nice although out of my league I think.

I am bright red now just thinking about it.

Why on earth would anyone be out of your league? Don't say things like that, no-one is out of your league.

He has a 'proper' job, has lived abroad, sounds very cultured etc... But he isn't put off by me having a child..

None of that puts him out of your league

We survived the check. He's all developed.

He is also already over half my height.

PR that sounds rubbish and a little bit amusing all at the same time.

Chasing no one is out of your league x

I think I read somewhere that their height at their second birthday gives a good guesstimate of their adult height, being twice their height at two. Which means DD1 will be 6ft!! I'm 5'2"!

There's a guide in the red book about predicted adult height.