We're mostly a transfer when asleep household too. She has to be kelt upright for 20min post feed that she usually drops off.
Hope everyone's Saturday's have been lovely. Mines been awesome until about 9pm. DD has been on good form, out shopping and dog walking with BFF and me. Btw can recommend getting 'colour matched' in Boots! Anyway all going swimmingly. I didn't even get grumpy when coming home from being out all afternoon with DD that DH had done fuck all housework or bottle prep but had had a 'bad nap' so wasn't in a good mood as was feeling a bit headachey.
Anyway so I cracked on, made dinner, ran DD's bath etc etc. So we come downstairs after the bath and DH says he happy to sling her to get her off to sleep, which is brilliant but mini mzzzf is having none of it and so starts a scream a thon. I offer to take her, but he says to got eat my dinner and make merry, so off I go. 20mins later and she is still screaming so I offer to take over again, again he refuses. So I back off, giving him more time to try to soothe her. But she's getting more and more angsty that I offer again to take her 10mins later and he says 'yes please'. So I take her, she calms down almost instantly (poor DH) but upon calming down does the biggest tidal wave of sick down me I have EVER seen. I mean it soaked my top, my joggies and my undies. My bra cups had a full liquid sick supply each too!! 
I'm annoyed at DH for being too bloody minded and not wanting to accept help sooner AND for not being able to soothe her effectively on his own - as they essentially just wound each other up. It's a tough one to manage but I, somewhat heartlessly, feel that he needs to get a grip and up his game but how the heck do you say that to someone without hurting feelings as the man is trying with her. (He should have down the laundry and bottle prep though whilst I was out - but that's another story!)
Uurtghh thata good to get that off my, sick drenched, chest!!
In other news I bought a shocking pink lipstick annnnnd I've also eaten a good chunk of be box of lindor choc balls my friend brought with her
FUCK diets!! 
Oh and mini mzzzf is a right giggler. She'll be 12 weeks on Sunday and really does give the cutest chuckles. I actually think it's these that have made me bond with her properly, so thank god she's a chuckler and I'm hilarious enough to crack her up (Showoddywoddy!!!)