Lovely to hear everyone's news. Smallgreen I really feel for you hon. Can't believe how many problems you've had.
Joy start going to mum and baby groups when you are ready. Kids don't really play together until they're about 3, so it's more for the mums than the kids anyway.
Sherbet you may be passed this now, but have you tried nipple shields? Medela do different sizes (based on the width of the base of your nipple, as I learnt by trial and error) for about ??12 on amazon. I can't do without them. I've gone from cracked and bleeding to completely pain free.
Baby Raines is 5 weeks old and is now 8lb 7oz. DS2 weighed more than that at birth! She's perfectly healthy, though, following the 25th percentile curve nicely, and HV is happy. I'm BF except for one bottle of formula a day, usually at 11pm. It's just handy to have her taking a bottle so I've got a bit of flexibility if I need it. I'd express but I haven't got time. She's amazing at night- goes until 3:30am and then 6am. DS2 just didn't sleep at night, so this is fabulous by comparison.
The boys got her smiling pretty quickly and are providing her with a constant stream of entertainment. Getting ready for the school run has been a bit hit and miss. We've had days where she's been happy enough in her bouncy chair, watching the boys get dressed and me shower and days where she's screamed, and I've had to let her or we wouldn't get out the door
. Not loving that.
As for DH and I, we're ok. My tear got infected, so normal bedroom service did not resume fast enough for his liking, and it's still a bit of a struggle to find a window. Also, he's getting fed up with coming home to a fussy, cluster-feeding baby that doesn't want to know him when he's desperate to bond with her. Both issues will resolve themselves soon enough. I keep reminding him it's just a case of time. Most blokes feel a bit redundant at this stage, and most women feel a bit resentful of their freedom, but by three/four months old, the hard part will be a distant memory. I'm determined we're going to go away next year. By then, she'll be a bouncing 9-month-old, sleeping at a reasonable hour and delighted to play with daddy. It's a nice picture to paint to a grumpy hubby!