June 07........they get knocked down, and they get up again....they get knocked down and they get up again <repeat ad nauseum>

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hello

I wondered that Holly. I know she was hungry becuase that's why she jumps up on the bed, to try to wake me up for breakfast so she might have been using her initiative to try to get some food out of a sleepy, unco-operative Jammy?

I would just reply Jammy - unlikely anyone is going to say no

But they need the dates of birth of the other children, which I don't know

Jammy, make them up lol

I only gave the name & DOB of DD, not anyone elses. Use our birthday list Jammy

Sounds great MHC....bet the chicks are really sweet....I love proper fresh eggs

I say make them up as well Jammy. IIRC holly did the testing by herself last year.

humph at only having one product so far....i ticked loads of boxes as well.

hey fury...how's you? I was just thinking about you earlier ...in a non-stalky way of course

ew at the cat jammy . Mine used to sit and sniff next to me when I was feeding DD and that was icky enough!

mhc, meant to ask.......are all the eggs fertilised? or did you get some hens "serviced" to get hatching eggs?

I always wondered about the mechanics of chikcens laying eggs........do they lay regardless of whether they have been bopped by a cockerel?

LOL Daisy....you always say what everyone thinks.....I've always been a bit like that as well

Hey Daisy

I am ok... I think I am having (or about to have) some sort of breakdown though to be honest.

It's very odd feeling and watching myself unravel, slowly but surely every day losing grip of something else. My memory is shocking. And I cry a lot, for no reason.

I feel a bit surreal about it all.

oh, {{{{{{hugs}}}}}}. have you spoken to anyone about it? doctor or your HV? With everything that you and DH have been through in the last year, it's no surprise that you are feeling the strain. go and talk to someone, please.

Fury, does your DH realise how shit you feel? Please go to the GP.....

I think, the funny thing is, is that everyone knows.
I make no secret of it. DH knows, my mum knows, even my boss knows, but I think they think I am joking or something.

I would see the GP but I already know what they will say... either have some prozac (which I don't want) or sign me off work for 3 weeks with stress. I am paid on a daily rate, and won't get paid for any time off, so I feel kind of caught between a rock and a hard place. I am just trying to cope each day to the next.

DH tries so hard and asks me what he can do to fix it, but it's not a 'thing' that can be fixed, it's not like I can say 'Oh DH, if only the car were sold, or if only we had £5,000 in the bank it would all be ok'...because it's a myriad of tiny little things buzzing around in my head, and my head feels like a spinning top spinning faster and faster and now it has bits flying off.

oh yes lol can't talk to HV, she has been chucked in the loony bin. Seriously.

but Fury, your health is more important than money.

So your DH doesn't realise how serious this is....perhaps you need to tell him.

afternoon all

fury hugs to you you really need some time off or respite from everything don't know what else to ay really but look after yourself

mhc would love the eggs but not the chickens

mhc I was going to say I would like them roasted but wasn't sure if you were vege

I would like chickens but I fear my dog/son/neighbours would kill them.

Maybe when we move

Hey fury, you really need to give yourself a break. I know you want to move and get a better house, but surely your health is more important. Can you go part time at work for a while? I know you would get paid less, but if it makes you less stressed and gives you a bit of time to yourself then surely it would be worth it. We cannot afford for me to be a SAHM, but I wouldn't cope with working atm as well as all the other things I have to do. We just manage. We have a shitty old heap of crap car, use Tesco vouchers to go on holiday and buy almost everything second hand. It is hard, but we get by (sort of).

Talking of cars, I crashed mine into a neighbour's at the weekend. I have fucked the front of mine up (not badly, just at the corner of the bonnet), but hers is fine, just a tiny dent that is barely visable. She still wants to claim on my insurance, even though her car is covered in bumps and scrapes. Wicked, because I was driving on a provisional licence the excess is £250 and we'll lose our no claims. I hate driving, it is shit.