Dp was off to watch James today (pulled a sicky because he woke up late three days in a row- worrying)so I took the opportunity to finally sort out all the babyclothes. It took me three bloody hours! Went through all the newborn and 0-3 stuff, saved some, put some to sell on ebay, and some to give away on freecycle.
Then got all the 3-6 months stuff down and realised that there was absolute MASSES of it, so I pared that down too. I mean, there were nearly twenty pairs of trousers and dungarees alone ffs!
Feel really guilty tonight, I tried to give James his two bottles before bed but I don't think he wanted the second one. I didn't realise, and thought he was just tired, so kept putting it back in his mouth and keeping him awake. He suddenly went a funny colour... and projectile vomited almost 12oz of milk all over me. I felt terrible. Poor little thing.
So now he's gone to bed on two carefully administered ounces. Chances of him sleeping through? Slim to none. But at least he feels better!
Hope everyone's ok, and all the poorly babies are feeling better.
If TT isn't about, and the thread finishes at 1000 posts (I don't know if it does or not) I'll start another one with a shitty witty title, search for it on the topics list under postnatal clubs.