March 2013 time for shoes!

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New thread ladies...

Hello! Well spotted plonk- a quiet Gerry means it's nearly the end of term. And now it IS the end of term, I'm suddenly less quiet!

Mmr on Tuesday and like something (I think?) we had happy cuddly sleepy baby yesterday, and a grumpy clingy slightly manic baby today. Hoping for something approaching normal tomorrow?!?

yummy we only do 1 day at the childminders. 8-4 costs us £40. That's £4.85 per hour and £1.20 for lunch. Cheapest we could find round here, and much cheaper than nurseries. Deep in middle class south east though and prime commuter belt.

Tough and emotional week at work as three of my closest friends have left. One just to a new school, but the other two (a married couple) are off to a new life in a new county. Not hundreds of miles away but far enough. Lots of leaving speeches, and after building a tough reputation for 7 years, the whole bloody staff has now seen me sobbing 3 times in 2 days... Sodding baby softening me up!!

eco don't mention the pelvic floor... My neglect is a constant source of guilt, but I just can't make myself remember to squeeeeeeze. If I'm honest it makes me scared of having another, I have a genuine fear that another baby up there might just...fall out. Along with my innards...

innards Great to hear that word. But yes, I agree wholeheartedly. I took Ecotod for an hour in the back pack today and I think I lost my spleen through my vagina on the last leg home. Nice.

Maybe every time we have a glass of wine we should squeeze? Our other halves wouldn't know what had hit them

I'll be back to comment on everything else but I thought you'd all like to know that my easy going attitude to all things vom continues....someone puked on my face today while I was repairing her perineum! Lovely, but I did manage to make a joke and finish it up before scrubbing a layer of my skin off. Aaah the glamour!

Eco Good luck!!! If your heart wasn't in the last place it is probably just as well it wasn't to be.

Ah the old pelvic floor. Mine's not too bad, which I suspect has much to do with the boredom of bf-ing. There wasn't an awful lot else to do at the time! Stomach exercises on the other hand are rather more difficult. It's not that I don't want to do them, it's a question of when. As of this week toddleworse has decided that morning naps are for wimps, and afternoon ones should not under any circumstances exceed 45mins. Today's was 35mins... which is about enough time to do... well.... not a lot really.

The MMR sounds bearable, although I am loathe to put the tiddler through anything else right now, given she is finally well again, for the first time in three months. She sees the paediatrician tomorrow about the heart murmur, so if that's all ok maybe next week.

Gerry enjoy the hols. Sounds like you have earned a break!

Eco If I put toddleworse in the back pack for even 5 minutes I'd lose my guts through my belly button. These babies have a lot to answer for!

Betty whatever they pay you.... it is NOT enough. Ughhhhh

OMFG Betty. You doctors (and nurses and midwives, obvs) are made of stern stuff! I'd have been tempted to down tools immediately and walk to the nearest pub for a stiff drink. Poor woman though, I think we all know a bit how she must have felt!

still convinced I pooped in labour despite dp's very sweet insistence that I didn't

Eco the vouvray sounds delicious. I love a splash of aromatic white, unless it's cats urine Sauvignon blanc. I'm currently in a very warm tub with a kitkat and glass of cab sauv. And a belly full o chicken. Did you make an offer? Good luck!

Gerry there you are! I'm in the 'get it all out' camp - nothing wrong wit good blub. And this philosophy is helpful regarding other bodily functions.

Pelvic floor? Hmm I think I fared ok and it might just be luck of the draw? I only pushed twice though, maybe that's why? I hope you find time for exercise Worse, it's got to be better than surgery. Ds's naps are also shit these days so I just work out with him there. He adds extra resistance.

So it looks like I'm dropping my working hours in order to reduce our nursery costs. £20 a week worse off no matter how you slice it but needs must. Dsis heard niece-or-nephew-to-be's heartbeat for the first time today. Awww, and I'm not jealous one bit no

Oh and we had a horrific 15 minutes yesterday, in which dinner was cooking, ds and the pesky cat asleep, silence and peace in abundance...but we could not find the bottle opener. Dp said he was tempted to crack it the neck with his teeth, and is generally in agreement over wine Wednesdays and thirsty Thursdays. He's a keeper.

Sorry I got strikethrough happy

2 days down and we have our first nursery casualty....conjunctivitis! Let the nursery fun begin. I'm on call so DH is today's stay at home carer.

I'll post properly tomorrow but I just came on to say I hope the paeds appointment goes well today.

Oh no Betty! That was quick!

Good luck toddleworse.

betty how are you so calm about sick and on call and conjunctivitis?? You're a hero.

I think I got away with pelvic floor palavas. The joys of a c-section I guess. DP was probably more worried about it than me, with the amount of times he ordered me to do my exercises. They're just such a faff, aren't they?

plonk don't frighten me with tales of no-wine!!! Thirsty Thursday was quenched last night, didn't even offer any to DP! How do you feel about reducing hours? Will be less days or less hours in the days you do now?

I'm off for a gym induction tonight and I am ridiculously excited. That's not even sarcasm!

Looks like Hull's comparatively cheap for nurseries. SIL's going back to work four days a week soon, so the littlest niece will be doing three full days of nursery (my brother's off work on the fourth day). Apparently it'll cost £105, so £35 for a full day.

On the man front, I am pissed off (again). Three days out of four he's cancelled at short notice this week. Monday, due at 5pm after signing on, got annoyed by the jobcentre so went home to sulk. Tuesday, turned up as arranged. Wednesday, due at 2pm, texted at half one to cancel as he'd been up since 6am with the shits which somehow prevented him from getting in touch until it was time to leave the house. Thursday, tested him at 10am to see if he'd be round later. No reply. 11am, texted again, said I needed to know what was happening. No reply. 1.30pm he texted to say his dole hadn't come in and he was going to spend the day seething. Wouldn't answer any further texts. This is his attempt at communicating more effectively? I may have told him to go fuck himself.

The doctors appointment did not go well. It's not a benign murmur, it's a hole in the heart. How bad a hole in the heart he couldn't tell me as she needs to be seen by a specialist cardiologist, but he said it looked positive as she isn't short of breath. I think I will go and have a little cry somewhere

Oh, worse, you poor thing. have a hug and a , you need them. What's the plan now?

worse poor toddleworse but at least the doctor isn't too worried about it causing her to suffer. Fingers crossed the cardiologist can give you more answers. I can imagine how worried you are

Oh Worse I'm so sorry. But can I tell you a story? I went to school with a girl called Anne who had a hole in her heart. She was diagnosed as a baby but I met her when we were 11. She was, and still is, one of the sportiest, healthiest people I've ever met. When we were 12 our physics teacher was demonstrating the power of a vacuum - he had a contraption with a vacuum in the middle, he pulled one side and she pulled the other - she pulled him over. She played netball for the school and county, and is now a doctor.

Like your dr says, that dd isn't out of breath is positive. I hope it turns out to be nothing, and if it's. It nothing then at least you know. Much to you.

Plonky thank you, that helped . I'm sure she'll be just fine, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't going to worry until we have some proper answers. Until then I'm pulling her out of nursery so she can avoid the bugs. Stormy I think the cardiologist will scan her heart to locate the problem, and determine whether it is something that will right itself over time, or a more sinister problem requiring surgery. I'm holding out for the former.

Fingers very tightly crossed it's a self-fixer. Good luck not worrying too much; it won't affect the outcome either way but I'm guessing it's impossible not to do it anyway.

So sorry Worse as that must be scary. But I'm sure it will be sortable one way or another. And the fact you've got this far without it being noticed implies it can't be bothering her too much! Prob a good plan to reduce nursery contact for now though as you have the choice. Fx for speedy review and plan. And an overfamiliar hug in the meantime .

worse big hugs to you and your dd. I know its scary but take each day as it comes. We are always here to support you.

I know 2 people who have had the same condition as your dd and they are able to lead an active life.

Hugs and kisses and everything else over familiar to you worse. What a horrible surprise for you. Brilliant that she's not showing signs of suffering with it. Maybe that makes her much more likely to be one of the very high proportion who see the hole repair itself of its own accord before age 5. How are you feeling now? Do you three have a weekend together ahead of you?

Betty you are a stronger woman than I am. Puke in your face and a dodgy eye to contend with. Time for

Something how was the gym?

Yummy how to you feel at the end of week 2....or is it 3?

Plonk we did put an offer in yesterday lunch time but we've still not had an answer. Mildly concerning.

Gerry, happy holidays! I bet you're lining up some tipples as I type.

Does anyone else match the eggs up, ensure only mega blocks are in the mega block tub, straighten up the wooden blocks in the trolley, pile on the rings in the right order and stack the cups at the end of the day? or is it just me with a touch of the anal

Being in a house with no bath is doing wonders for my bedtime. I am in bed. This is unheard of. Sweet dreams and jolly weekends everyone. May the smog lift.

I love tidying the playpen, eco. Everything in its right place feels very satisfying. I hate it when the neurotic cat has been hunting the eggs and I can't find them all and even when the box is closed I know one's missing and it niggles.

Talked to my sister this evening in her dental nurse capacity. She says teeth usually come in sets (DD is currently suffering the eruption of the fourth of the first molar set) and are usually all through around age two. This means we only have two epic teething ordeals to go - canines (nice and pointy, shouldn't be too bad) and second molars (likely to be hell on earth). So that cheered me up. And apparently adult teeth are far less painful because there's already a hole in the gum. Bonus!

I like tidying things away too. Yesterday my mum treated DS to a magnetic Brio train, and I have to confess I get far more enjoyment out of it than DS. I like to stack the components just so then realise I need to get a life.

Stormy sorry the man's being an irresponsible twerp again. Do you think it's something he can learn to not do, or is that just the way he is, no hope?

Eco my househunting experience is very limited. Without Kirsty and Phil I'd have no clue. Isn't this the part where you decamp to a pub and the vendor instantly gets back to you with a decision?

Something I forgot to answer your question. How rude of me. I'm going to attempt to compress my hours so I'd work 8.30-3ish 3 days a week. I'm sure this will mean trying to get stuff done in the afternoon while DS tries to walk on me, but I quite like the idea of it.

So. Reins. Thoughts? We're a way off considering needing them, but yesterday my mum bought DS one of these. It's very cute. Cue DSister telling me that I'm limiting my child by not letting him get his by a bus

Plonk as you know we're a long way from reins too, but I had them and loved them as a child and will certainly be using them on DS. Not all the time but if it's that or the bus then reins it is!

Worse, a very good friend of mine has a 2.5 yr old who was diagnosed with a hole in the heart at 6months old. They knew straight away that it wasn't the type that would sort itself out, and it was making her breathless/cough. Even with that in mind, they didn't feel the need to do anything until she was 2. At which point they operated through an artery in her leg, and she was home 12 hrs later.

The point of the story is that was a pretty bad case, much worse than the toddleworse by the sound of things as she had a really obvious cough for a long time. And she is absolutely 100% fine now. I can't imagine how scary it is, when is your next appointment? Belated over familiar Friday hugs from down the road.

Alas, I suspect the irresponsible arseness is a permanent fixture. I just don't understand it. When someone asks you a direct question, in what world is it acceptable to ignore it?

We'll probably end up with reins too, but I really hadn't thought that far ahead yet.

Speaking of househunting shows, my house was on one once apparently. Must try to hunt that episode down sometime.