DH thought the knitted breasts were bottle covers to eliminate nipple confusion .....like feeding baby vultures wearing vulture lookeylike gloves so they don't bond with humans.
Holly, not sure they will have anything that you might need, but it's worth writing to the likes of Asd a, t esco etc head offices as they get samples of things that just lie around their offices gathering dust until a member of staff takes it home (I know because I have seen it with my own eyes when DH worked for one of the big retailers; the homewares section was piled high in samples; and when he redid the baby range he got my sis lots of stuff when she was pregnant with her DS1)
survived the PILs, although DS in disgrace as he and grandad were wrestling and he took exception to losing and punched his grandad in his crown jewels (and it was a calculated and well aimed punch as I saw it all ). He has been a little shite all day and moaned about absolutely everything. I also had to sit through the "I had so much bisodol when pregnant with our S that he came out covered from head to foot in white chalk" speech for the umpteenth time, whilst smiling sweetly, but inwardly screaming, "IT WAS VERNIX YOU STUPID WOMAN". Also the blank denial and refusal to believe that Braxton Hicks contractions exist..."we never had them in my day"....WTF???????
I also hit my parenting low point by letting out a stream of obscenities at DS for whinging about and picking at his tea....again. something along the lines of Oh FFS, will you just shut the F up and eat your Fing tea .....No excuses there, other than I had had enough
so, that's me me me covered....sorry
will catch up properly now!