STW Wtf?????????? £25!!!!!!!!
Get yourself down to that doctors tomorrow and kick some arse! Seriously, start shouting. I've never heard anything so ridiculous in my life! How frustrating fr you all.
mos Hope they went to bed ok for you.
My exercise class thingy doesn't involve running andall that, is mostly in one spot and is more stretching and yoga moves and things.
Had one of those bloody days too. Went into Hounslow shopping earlier. Let ds1 out of pushchair so instead of walk with me, he was chasing pigeons (fine at this point), then I look at my watch and think gosh it's been ten past eleven for ages! look at my phone and it's actually 12:35 (I'm still ok now). Go to McD's for lunch and ds1 sat at the table properly instead of high chair, but halfway through decided he wanted to try to get behind the counter instead (getting ump slightly) I told him if he didn't sit down he wouldn't have aything else to eat until dinner time, he ate a bit more but not much, so we left. Went to Primark. No one stops to let me past down the isles (really getting pissed off now) Luke and Jacob are screaming, I find a few t-shirts for ds1, but cue is 15 miles long so left. Pile up at the entrance an divvy woman just stops in the bloody door way (wanna scream at her!) Off to Argos, get in cue, Luke starts screaming for feed. Woman in front of me is told at the till that her item is out of stock (ffs, this is why those pads are by the catalogues), so wait for her to find a different item, finally get served, wait ages for my item to come, Luke still screaming. Off to mothercare to warm bottle and feed rat-bag, minute set foot in there, he fine. Go to change room, let ds1 out to play with toys in there, feed Luke but he only wants 3oz, battled with him to take bit more, but wants none of it. Quick nappy change and out. Wonder around shop for while and notice fly following ds1, so sniff him and he smells of poo. Back to change room. He screaming and squirming,me hands covered in poo (need a brandy!) back into shop, Luke starts screaming. Now he smells of poo, so back in change room. Back out to shop, Luke screaming again, wants rest of bottle. I won't even go through the winding bit. Anyway, finally leave mothercare. Get to bus stop and realise there is a book in ds1's hand that I have not paid for, but as at other end of high street f it. Waited for 3rd bus because too many pushchairs around. Finally get on bus. Driver keeps letting on other pushchairs and I'm getting the evils because theirs and mine won't both fit in the bay. One woman even asked me to fold mine up!!!!!! Checky cow. Exact words "can't you fold your pushchair up? My baby is younger than yours and is asleep." Finally got off bus and the bag holding my new shoe rack splits. Think I'll go straight home, but decide to take boys to playgroup. Ds1 is bitten on his arm. The mark was so deep, looked so painful and he was screaming!!!! The other boys mum had popped out for a fag, so someone else was telling him off. I was hugging ds1 who was calling for Nigel one of the staff, so Nigel took him to get a cold flannel. I went and found them a few minutes later and ds1 still doesn't want me, he clings to Nigel when I hold my arms out, so Nigel tkes him outside to kick a ball about. Someone went to find other boys mum who came back, was very apologetic and suitably upset. I told her not to worry, kids will be kids and all that. Ds1 would survive. She thanked me for being so calm and understanding. She took her ds outside to say sorry to mine. Jacob gave him a big hug and they played fine after that. His arm looks awful though . Another mum said to me that if that boy had bitten her ds, she'd have hit him! I told her it wouldn't do anyone any good to fly off the handle, would only upset us all more, and could have been worse, they could have been pushing each other and one split his head on the wall or something. Wish I'd just come home though.
Oh, and Luke rolled over all by himself this morning. Has not done it since, but ds1 was quite lazy too and only ever did it a few times.