Evening girls! Bit of a busy weekend (what a surprise) - Saturday was lunch with an old friend of DP and his wife and 3 yr old daughter. The wife was Britain's most Anxious Mother, it was a little alarming. Then yesterday was cricket all day (we won again). Today I have been trying to work, but......
NJAN - sorry about your rotten news. Just awful.
And Daisy - oh my ears and whiskers, how dreadful! But just like when DP totalled the car, you just end up feeling glad that no one was hurt.
Arti - sending big phews your way. How are you feeling now? Hope it isn't still The House of Ill...You must indeed read the Cazalet Chronicles. I love them so and I am such a fusspot with books. Absorbing and yet relaxing at the same time.
Welcome back, young PMK! Listen, don't you be blue, missy. Am I going to have to break my diet, shrug off my exile and march to London to cheer you up? Actually, I am planning to come to London this week if anyone wants to meet up - Weds, Thurs or Fri - towards end of the week better. In fact, Friday most likely.
And welcome back indeed Ms Turnip! Huzzah. Most excellent to hear from you. Was starting to think we'd driven you off! Glad to hear the young 'uns are all ok.
Tilly, I couldn't decide one way or the other about your dilemma so glad you sorted it anyway...
Kayz - sorry young F has been in the wars...
Syb, what was the pub quiz tie break? Dying to know!
Effie, I have started using my Clearblue thingy. Bit like Persona. It's bound to end in tears. Progesterone only doesn't suit me, it makes me incredibly depressed (I had a course of it once).
Modern, hope the own room thing goes a bit better tonight. It is still early days.
WG - hmm, hope the DH is ok...
Veggie - enjoy your time alone. Sometimes it's a luxury, isn't it?
Trace, I don't believe in slapping so I am not going to slap you...
Jam - I can't even think about ditching the dummy. She has it to sleep and if she is grumpy and not in need of something obvious like a cuddle, a clean nappy or grub. But I think she has finally learned to grope around for it herself and shove it back in.
I am sorry not to type more but I feel a bit weary. I do fret so about my work and it's always worse at night (isn't everything). I should stop moaning - DD is such a joy. I noticed there was a programme on tonight about working mothers and having it all. I didn't watch it, because I felt it might be a downer. I do want it all and at the same time I suspect I am on a hiding to nothing as it's not possible! Being a mum who is around a lot and yet who has a career (if not more than one career) and a social life...hmmm. Oh well - onwards and upwards!