March 2013- the one where plonk gets married!

[Gerrythetootallgiraffeswife]

Perilously close to filling the old thread suddenly!

Hallefuckinglujah!

Is IDS still in?

He certainly is Stormy. Rat bastard.

Gerry 49 lbs! My eyes might have just bulged out of my head. So 35 ish to go, you're actually on the home straight really. Amazing. Hope the letter writing is as useful as it will be cathartic.

Everyone's very quiet today...

Interesting news here - my mum saw a new consultant today before heading off to the care home. He reckons she's been misdiagnosed. Wants to investigate further, genetic testing and research and so on, to hopefully improve prospects for the rest of us. Not sure quite what to think about that.

Latest possessive toddler tantrum: I had the temerity to take a stray packet of rizlas off her. I can't think why she wanted them, it's not like she's got the fine motor skills to be trained up as a rolling monkey yet.

That's an interesting development Stormy. I know you're worried about developing the same condition so I hope for that reason alone they've been wrong thus far. And if they have then I guess it means she could be getting more appropriate support and treatment? Tough for your family though, so have a hug.

We hid all the paraphernalia before defecting to the vaporisers (our quitting aids). Terrified of finding a baby trying to eat filter tips.

Stormy that is indeed an interesting development. It's probably a bit tough to hear though when you think you've come to terms with one thing. You ok? Once again we need the fags and beer emoticons!

The strop of the day here was when I handed madam a digestive, she dropped it and it broke. Apparently a broken biscuit is absolutely not something that can be eaten! I had to swap it for my intact one just to stem the flow of tears!

Sticks of filters are good for chewing, according to Fartypants. I disagree. Once she's grown a few more inches I'll have to find somewhere more secure than the kitchen counter to stash the smokes. Somewhere with a lock, since there seems to be no limit to what she'll try to climb. I was in the front garden reading earlier, when I heard knocking. Looked up to see her standing on the living room window sill. Not figured out how to climb out of the cot in a sleeping bag yet though, thankfully.

I'm being realistic, and reminding myself that, misdiagnosed or not, it's a bastard of an illness, and given my grandfather passed it on to at least two of his five children (possibly three, but no one's heard from the eldest since the seventies so who knows), it's likely still a dominant autosomal thing so still fifty fifty chance I've got it. But I'm operating on the assumption that my brain's going to start disintegrating in twenty years (so if it doesn't that's a bonus). The possibility of treatment hasn't factored into any of my life plans. So, odd one to think about.

So far today I have booked
Service for solid fuel Rayburn
Service for 35 year old chainsaw
Service for 35 year old mother of one (called it a leg wax and pedi in the brochure)
Site visit for replacement shed quote
Callback from a potential cleaning lady

Eclectic?

wotta that's almost exactly nothing like my day!!!

Today's tantrum - he wanted the pop-up tent on the sofa, so I put the pop-up tent on the sofa. Apparently, that was bad.

Congrats on the 49lbs gerry you better be careful or you might start inspiring me to stop eating all the chocolate in the world ever.

Anyone else have a toddler covered in bumps and scratches and bruises? Or is mine just incredibly clumsy with no sense of fear of running head first into tables?

Bruised shins are standard here. Hasn't been bruise free since she started walking. Currently sporting a lovely graze on one knee after tripping in my dad's yard. I figure it's good training for all the inexplicable drunken bruises she'll get in twenty years.

Sounds like you're having a Get Stuff Done Day Wotta.

We have constant bruises too. A lot of knocks to the forehead and hands at the moment from constantly falling over after about 15 steps.

I have some interesting pain in my spine.

Wotta I'm impressed by your level of productivity. I'm assuming you did all that by phone, which must mean you have developed a skill I lack. That being having a coherent phone conversation whilst simultaneously supervising a toddler. I have an impressive failure rate for this. If I have phone, she wants phone. If she wants phone and cannot have phone, she WAaaaiiiillllllllssss. Loudly. So I can't hear. It is a problem

Rather random day here today. Glazier showed up (yup.... my life is still plagued interrupted by the glazier). Glazier hops up onto conservatory roof in rather gung ho fashion. Glazier falls off... I fail to notice (what with being upstairs on the other side of the house)... cleaner turns up and reports minor disaster brewing outside. For anyone who might be wondering this is not a very zen friendly way of starting one's morning.

Glazier is thankfully fine, after a trip to A&E for some stitches and pain relief gel, and was back at lunchtime to finish the work. Honest to god though Elf n safety would have a fit. By lunch the wet panes were at least dry, so less slippery, but the lead work was scorching hot.... so he was up there in bare feet, and nearly bloody fell off again when he burnt himself. WIBU to just knock the whole damn thing down and be done with it?!

Gerry good luck with the letter, and the planned journey time discussions. You're a braver woman than me. I never raise anything contentious in the car. DH does a fine line in stupid driving when we have a row discussion. I'm personally no better. Probably just us though!

Stormy I no relevant knowledge so nothing helpful to say, other than I hope the new diagnosis will make for better care for your mum and a good prognosis for the rest of the family.

Oh, and before I forget, I have now been officially 'booked in' so it is all feeling very real. Scarily real. Like it might actually happen. Wibble. Booking in MW was the nicest, most efficient, kindest, most helpful and informative MW I have ever met. Chances of getting her on the big day are I suspect sadly about zero. Booking in phlebotomist was probably the worst least talented one I have ever come across, and I've met a few in my time. Didn't prop my arm, didn't sit down herself, just sort of stabbed me, and then couldn't get any blood out. Hardly all that surprising really when you consider she had stuck the needle into my vein and then out of my arm again . Net result, no blood in tube, and an awful lot of blood spurting all down my arm afterwards. Grrrr. Thankfully, lovely MW took over and attacked my other arm with considerably more skill and less pain, so that was good.

Right, I have a play date to get to. I really never thought I'd actually say that. The toddle is naturally asleep, what with me not wanting her to be and all. It's like she knows . I'm one step ahead though, as she is asleep in her pram... hence portable. Cunning!

Doli I have the solution! Put DS in nursery for the day when am on annual leave so can Get Stuff Done!

Lots of cleaning done. Sadly still lots to do which in running out of time for.

The other phone solution is: dump toddler in playpen in living room, go upstairs to use landline in bedroom. There is screeching, but it's distant.

I have done a not so nice thing. I have left ds in nursery even though I work half day today. I got a lot of my cleaning done, food shopping and baked a cheesecake. So I have had a productive day. I should've rested but can't when I open the door to a tip.

stormy I hope your dm gets the care she needs. You have made me think about illnesses I may inherit in the future. If I take after dm's side there is a lot. It is pretty scary.

doli don't forget your bounty pack. I liked collecting my little samples made it all feel real. I am sure you can write a good script for a film on your challenges of building the conservatory. Good luck.

wotta I can see you have had a productive day. Was this relating to work or your personal bookings? I forgot what you did for a living, only that you live in the beautiful south west.

something since ds has got his lovely chunky legs out in shorts/vest we have had lots of grazes and scratches too. They heal pretty quickly though.

Dd keeps doing pavement kissing type falls. She has grazed and swollen lips for the 3rd time in as many months at the moment. And yes there's always some bruise or graze or cut. She's got a penny sized bruise right in the middle of her back at the moment, god knows how that got there.

I spent today being hot and grumpy and tired with equally hot and grumpy and tired teenagers, whilst the tiny one spent the day running around naked and in the paddling pool at granny's house. Days like this are few and far between, but they make me sad to be working.

Lots happened in the 4 hours it took me to start and finish that thread. I came on to say this: STOP feeling guilty yummy about putting DS in nursery and having a half day. And the rest of you, you don't have to Get Stuff Done when you've done this- every half term and holiday I still send dd to the childminder on Thursdays. Sometimes I GSD, sometimes I go to work to catch up. Usually I go to the gym, have a steam and sauna, come home, have a nice lunch, and instead of Getting Stuff Done I instead Sit On My Arse And Watch TV. I have adopted this stance for nap time as well. I figure my day with dd is 13 hours long, even the shortest employer would give you a break in that time so I use my break to do nothing. My frame of mind improved dramatically for the better when I stopped trying to do housework in naptime and instead incorporated playing into housework and SOMAAWT when she's asleep. The only naptime housework that gets done here are the things she makes impossible- clean kitchen floor and put chemicals down toilet.

Anyway, sorry that's probably a bit preachy and self righteous but it upsets me to see wonderful mums like you lot feeling guilty for every single moment of time you enjoy yourself or relax!

gerry you are right. I am making a mid year resolution to not feel guilty about having me time and to utilise nursery so I can have my me time.

I'm 100% with Gerry on this one. Days where I'm light on work and finish early, ds stays at nursery to get every penny's worth while I go for a run or have a bath.

I fear I have been struck down by the evil overdoing it fairy. You know the one, she pops her ugly mug during a ridiculously busy period and says enough adrenaline for you missus, you're in for a sore throat, bad back and a period (still yet to arrive actually) all at once. It is not yet nine and I'm in bed eating chocolate. 85%, natch, but that means I can't even overindulge, the low carb bastards have seen to that.

To sum up, if I could make any noise right now to express how I feel it would be this 'WAAAAAAAH!'

Gerry is so right. If any of you are ever feeling guilty about relaxing during the day, don't...

The very first thing I do every day after lunch is put the toddle in her pram, recline it right back, stick the fly net over it and push her round the field until she is asleep. Then I leave her under a tree while I have a swim, and in the hall afterwards so I can have a proper shower, one that lasts more than a nano second and incorporates a hair wash. If she hasn't woken after all that it's time for a second lunch snack, hot drink, MN or a book, until she does. This is how I keep sane. On days she won't nap I have been known to cry at the injustice of it!!! I certainly don't do housework unless there is an urgent ironing situation to deal with.

Plonky I prescribe rest and as much chocolate as you can manage before you feel sick. At 85% that won't be much ! On the subject of life's small indulgences, what on earth has happened to Meridian? I am destroyed. Their stuff has become inedible. The last 4 pots of almond butter went straight in the bin as they were so salty I actually gagged. This is not a weird pregnancy thing. DH agreed. As for the peanut butter, well I used to be addicted to the smooth stuff, as it was neither smooth nor crunchy, just a perfect half way house. Not any more. It would appear someone in product development has been messing with the formula. Last tub was a runny, cloying, claggy, gaggy waste of money.

I am going to have to rethink my entire diet aren't I?!

I'm currently off nut butters as I'm super strict dieting from now til W-Day :( it's a sad time. But maybe it's the heat? I gave ds some almond butter on toast yesterday lucky bugger and didn't even have to scrape the sides to stir it up, it was so runny. And my beloved coconut oil is pretty runny all the time at the moment, it's usually solid.

As for the saltiness, well I love a bit of proper sea salt. I'll report back once I'm eating normally again!

Hope I didn't give anyone the impression that I feel guilty for having ds in nursery for a GSD day, though Yummy I second the views above - this is a nice thing not a not nice thing.

The house is a state, well was, as I usually take the views espoused above and as dh is half time now then the state of the house really falls on him (this explains a lot). However, it is hard to do all the jobs (especially sorting stuff into the loft) with ds around so a couple of days real sort out, stuff to the tip, new plastic crates now in the loft etc, has me feeling slightly better and like I can try and find a cleaner to maintain it better in future :-)

To do list was definitely personal, as I work in finance normally!

Hope I didn't give anyone the impression that I feel guilty for having ds in nursery for a GSD day, though Yummy I second the views above - this is a nice thing not a not nice thing.

The house is a state, well was, as I usually take the views espoused above and as dh is half time now then the state of the house really falls on him (this explains a lot). However, it is hard to do all the jobs (especially sorting stuff into the loft) with ds around so a couple of days real sort out, stuff to the tip, new plastic crates now in the loft etc, has me feeling slightly better and like I can try and find a cleaner to maintain it better in future :-)

To do list was definitely personal, as I work in finance normally!

Yuck just been cleaning up puke. Poor ds woke up and vomited everywhere. Now I can't get back to sleep convinced everywhere smells still. Hope everyone is snoring away.

Nah Wotta, we were just reassuring Yummy I think.

Hope you're asleep now yummy and that ds is ok. Random middle of the night vom is the worst vom.

I've been awake since 4. Ds woke up and had milk then extra clinginess occurred so he's asleep on me now. The cuddles are nice but I'm actually contemplating getting up and doing my days work. It'd all be done by 11am if I did.

Nah I think ill stay here and enjoy tha hugz

Yes wotta I assumed people were reassuring me too.

plonky enjoy those morning hugs they are lovely.

Beware tmi information coming up.

From what I saw of the vomit last night ds is not chewing his food properly. He is swallowing whole. I thought with the molars coming out slowly he would use them more.