March 2013 - we're gonna need a bigger wine rack

[Plonkysaurus]

Ta da!

Yes Wotta, I thought that! Did we miss that news Stormy? Or maybe it's your charity shop job? Has the man got fartypants today? Hope whatever it is its fun

Stormy I'm so pleased for you! Just think, hardly any time ago you were anxious about work, and now look at you. You're my inspiration to get myself back out there, although I have somewhat scuppered my original timing on that.

Eco glad you've got things back on an equilibrium. I'll admit I was worried about you for a bit there. Nothing solves life's wobbles better than a good old fashioned sit down chat, and alignment of expectations. Stick by your guns on the house though. Irrespective of what's going on with the rental house, have your name on the one that is to be your home. Stuff like that matters, even if it is only psychologically.

Betty I couldn't make sense of that link, but to be fair that is probably down to me. Like Any we did have a bit of a breakthrough last night though, thankfully. I think the cumulative effect of all the various things we tried must have done the trick. Poor little thing actually looks different. Less bloated. She must have been really toxin-ed up.

As for tennis players, my idol was Sampras.... the machine. The man had no emotions!

It was just the charity shop, but it still counts as work to me cos I'm there all day, and I have to be polite and competent and all that. Oddly quiet day today, and I just got back to a very screamy toddler and a man whose expression is best described as harangued. You think those first molars are bad, just wait until the second set makes itself known.

Not just Stormy. It's great experience and genuinely fab on the cv. Shame you're not more local. We're recruiting and could really do with your communication skills and attention to detail. But it would make for a helluva commute!

No chance it could be turned into a work from home job? With maybe an annual trip into the office when I'm passing on my way to Cornwall.

Sadly I think it'd have to be at least bi annual...

Two visits separated by a week would work.

What is it about pooing in the bath??! Does he SAVE them for this moment???!

Maybe it feels nicer, warm damp poo, warm wet water? Or perhaps he likes the way you shriek when he does it?

What is it with banging his head?!

I'm not sure which I'd have to deal with. Warm damp tears or warm damp poo

I no longer shriek, poo retrieval is now a normal part of bathtime.

Banging heads and water poops...these toddles are so silly!

I had to deal with a massive tantrum because ds wouldn't go home. He held on to the door and woudn't come in. Soooo embarrassing.

I think it's that time again, when we all get to clutch bottles of gin and wail 'WHY?!', scream into pillows and squeeze soft things to relieve the tension. I think it's Wonder Week time.

Shit me I think you're right! Between that and the teething I'm thinking about putting DD on ebay. She obviously has very specific thoughts of what she wants to do at the moment but is lacking the power to communicate them and so instead any effort that is wrong is met with the most incredible wailing. That and she's forgotten how to sleep so there's a lot of overnight screaming too! I've been in bed with a hideous migraine all day and now feel very sorry for myself!

Eco, hope you're ok and that things are continuing to improve!

Stormy, how was the day at work?

Doli, sorry if the link was gobbledigook!

Betty I've been thinking about advertising DS on Facebook. Free to a good home. On the other hand, this is the last WW in the book (I think, feel free to correct me Stormy), and it's the one that precedes language. DS is getting so frustrated, it's like talking to Lassie. Everything he wants gets pointed to and he says 'Bah! Bah!', and I end up picking up pretty much everything in range and asking 'You want the remote? You want the dummy? You want a? B? C?' - and it ends with him wailing, every time. About 10 times between meals. I am so grateful to nursery for not rejecting him.

And I picked this time of all times to completely cut carbs and sugar (wedding dress related). Idiot.

Uh oh is it another wonder week already? I have a very sleepy ds walking around but throws anoter tantrum if I put him to bed.

stormy how was work? Did you find your trousers?

plonky if the dress is too big I think you are allowed to have cake to pad yourself out a bit.

something i think shitting in the bath is my worse nightmare. I couldn't even begin to know how to clean it up.

Something the only time dd pooped in the bath we did a victory dance as it was the first poo we'd seen in days. There will come a day when you too are pleased to see it

Oh so the wailing tantrums are universal are they? I'm so glad. I thought it was just us. Earlier I removed the ipad from her grubby paw. You'd have thought I'd ripped her hand off. The fuss! But that's as much complaining as I can do about herself tonight what with her having gone to bed at 8.30pm, and self-settled! The tactic, don't allow DH home until late. I'm too boring to stay up for.

Speaking of DH, I've gone off him. Today is our wedding anniversary. He obviously has no clue. So that'll be twice he's remembered in the 14 years we've been married . The first time was the first one and I kept reminding him. The second was just after I'd served him with divorce papers so such things were on his mind. He's obviously got complacent again bastard

doli book a lovely meal out for one, and when he gets home tell him you're off out to celebrate your anniversary?

We are indeed approaching a wonder week. Week 75, and it is indeed the last in the book. If I recall birthdays correctly that means mine, Plonky's and yummy's magic day when they turn into nice toddlers is about five and a half weeks away. It is supposed to be the preceding-talking one, but don't expect sentences in six weeks. I know a couple at our Tuesday morning group born in January, so two months older, and they're a little further along than Fartypants but not much.

I did indeed find my trousers!

Doli I was more thinking along the lines of leaving sheet/duvet/pillow/his toothbrush folded on the sofa with your wedding certificate on top. I'd be furious! You ok?

We've had one tantrum already this morning. I made the mistake of objecting to DD pulling assorted rolls of plastic out of a drawer. Bibs, muslins and bags for life she's allowed, litter liners, freezer bags, nappy bags and food waste bags, not so much. I got on with making breakfast while she headbutted the floor and wailed because it hurt.

Doli wow. I presume the papers you served put a rocket up his arse the first time. Perhaps it has fizzled and he's due another? I like Betty's idea - it doesn't even require words. Or maybe I'm posting in haste and he's grovelled already? Whisked you off to a country manor for smoked salmon, eggs and something fizzy?

Stormy DS now tantrums because I need to make sure he's wearing clothes. I even go as far as to give him a choice of what to wear. After seeing his reaction to his tiger t-shirt (rawr!) this seemed to be the way forward. But now, we now have going limp or going like a banana if I dare come near him with a vest. And he seems to walk better without a nappy on but I'm not brave enough for that. Oh this is SUCH LARKS.

I've bitten the bullet and booked myself onto a photography course. For some reason I feel nervous?!

He'll get the hang of walking with a nappy on soon enough, Plonk. Once they've started there's no stopping them.

Tantrum number two: the washing basket is slightly too high for her to climb in and out herself. Tantrum number three: she was pushing me around by the backs of knees and I stopped walking. I'm such a dreadfully mean mummy.

I held up an assortment of pretty frocks for DD this morning. Every one got a "no" and a dismissive wave. Sigh.

Perhaps she's more of a shorts and tee shirt kinda girl?

Fine by me. Pretty frocks look nice, but they're really impractical.