Hey all,
Obs, glad rash is nothing too bad - why does my baby have zits? Is it so we know what he'll look like when he's 14?
Vbab, wow, what a crappy couple of days. Poor you and hope you don't get full scale poorly. How is DS? Is it getting easier?
Monkey, you queen of all that is urban cool, where is my Xmas nickname? I can't think of any either. Naming things makes the weight fall off, you know... me too, I must stop eating pies.
Dais, LOVE the new name and am v jealous. Nag nag nag.
Proud Maternal Boasting moment - my little Babysaurus has been playing with his toy lion! I line the lion (which has a jingle bell in his tummy and is called Darius after my cousin who gave it to him) up near his hand, he stares at Darius and bops it with his tiny fist, then does some celebratory huffing and grunting and waves his legs and arms around while I go "Yaaayyyy!!!!" and clap dementedly. Then we do it all over again, for AGES. It is the cutest thing I have ever seen and I am going to get DH to film it at the weekend.
I went to visit my mate who had her baby on Monday and they have already been out to the shops, despite her 3rd degree tear (ouch). Her baby looks TINY - I can't believe Fin was ever that ickle, he looks like a giant in comparison! But she is v cute and looks just like her daddy, which he is chuffed about but mum less so. My boy looked just like DH at first but now he is all me, poor ginger bugger.
Today I did ALL the laundry, ALL the nappies and visited my mate with babygros and an insulated mug. It is DH's work xmas do, so I washed his going out jeans. And then he has the temerity to ask for a lift into town so he can go out and get pissed. Explained that I'm a very nice lady, not a fricking idiot, and that I wasn't about to jam Fin back into 15 layers of clothing and blankets and drive across Sheffield in the dark just so his daddy can drink ropey mulled wine and fend off Big Alison from reception under the mistletoe. Go Alison, say I, and have one for me while you're there.
I have eaten tomorrow's advent calendar chocolate in retribution...