Pinkali, big big hugs today x Well done you and bottle is fine: my cousin who has an off the scale IQ was bottle fed AND refused to eat any veg for the first 3 years of her life, so it is officially all ^b*ll$cks--. Not helpful, but well meant, sorry.
Having said that, I sort of know what you mean about feeling dodgy buying the formula as I am (stupidly, probably) not keen on dummies and shoved one in Fin's gaping maw this afternoon as he would NOT shut up and then burst into tears as he looked so weird with this horrible piece of plastic in the middle of his lovely innocent little face. And it didn't bloody work, he cried while sucking on the dummy [heartstrings snapping one by one because of the guilt emoticon].
Heartmum, mine did that all day Friday, I was ready to throw up from tiredness and frustration and pity by 5. It is horrible and I totally agree that a group hug is needed.
Dais, my Fin can't read either - he doesn't know that he's supposed to be awake during daylight hours and asleep at night and thinks that mum and dad shushing him is a lovely game in which he has to drown out the shushing sound...
Obs, sorry I wasn't at hand with the funny, honey. How are things at this end of the day?
Northerners, I did go to Meadowhall BUT - it's cool cos I live 10 mins away, I got to find out about how nice the Mothercare feeding and changing rooms are and I picked up some Xmas pressies. Plus, I got out of bed, without which there was quite a bit chance that I would have just stayed in bed today, sobbing between feeds/nappies. I am well up for a NY meet as frankly M'hell is getting a bit mental this close to Xmas - people no longer coo at Fin but instead spit "bloody prams!" as they shove their way past into the lifts...
Dozy, I would LOVE to do a routine with Fin but have only 1 Q - how do you wake them up to feed them? I tried today 3 hours after his 1st feed as I knew he'd be ravenous otherwise and he Just Would Not Wake Up. I was there in Costa going "C'mon baby, wakeywakeywakey, lovely milk here for you" and doing lovely cuddly but annoying things and nothing. I could have carried him around in a bag and he wouldn't have woken up. But I didn't (or did I...).
Anyway, got to go, but here are 2 snippets to be going on with on from the Theatre of Weird...
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StepMIL at the weeked - first thing she said as we got through the door at DH's grandma's was "Oh, come here, Fin love - come to Granny. Mummy doesn't know what she's doing with you." I made her wait 2 hours before she got to cuddle him, for I am a vengeful Saurus when crossed. Grr.
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Random bird loudly to her mate in the lift in M&S today while peering into the pram - "Oh, I can't bear to look at those baby things since I found out I can't have any myself". Total sympathy, but, erm, don't look? Only his nose was visible anyway, he could have just been shopping bags from the outside...