Hello, hello. I'm alive. Have been keeping up to date, but just haven't managed to actually post!
Juliewoolie - I use a company called Topcleaners. They're on the net and seem to have cleaners for anywhere in London. I've used them four times now and all the women they've sent are great. I think they started at £12ph, but they charge me £11ph now because I've used them a few times. If you get someone regularly then it's cheaper I think.
Jaysis, I'm terrible, I can't think of any of the stuff I was going to respond to. I'm not ignoring anyone - I'm just being thick, sorry.
I've offered to take over the running/ hosting the NCT coffee mornings in my area because the woman who was doing it has stepped down. Am I mad? The teacher from my post-natal course was saying they were looking for someone so I thought, "why not?" I'll definitely meet people in my area now!
Read a really interesting baby book today called Baby Sense. Their theory is that babies have a total sensory overload when they're born and it takes them a few months to learn to block out stimuli and that if you monitor their cues (kind of like Baby Whisperer style) that you can stop them getting over-stimulated and keep them calm. They even reckon that "colic" is mainly over-stimulation at the end of the day and it's blamed on gastric pain because a bit of wind, which hasn't bothered the baby all day, is the "last straw". That's it in a nutshell really. Interesting theory and certainly some of the stuff seemed to fit with the way A goes completely insane in the late afternoon. Will see if I can get any joy out of it and let you know...
I need some sort of therapy to stop me buying baby clothes. I realised I couldn't justify her having any more 0-3 month stuff, so I started "stocking up" for Autumn. DH will kill me. I have quite a few bits that were given to me as well. It's just all so cute. Wait now, we'll have a fabulous Indian summer and she'll never have a single chunky knit cardigan on her back. (I appear to have accumulated 4 of those...)
Right. I MUST do the dreamfeed and get my arse to bed. I stayed up late the last two nights (WHY? WHY? WHY? What POSSESSED me?) and with A deciding that 6.20 is her "getting up time", even though she wakes at about 5 for a feed, I'm feeling well, knackered.