Bonsoir!
Am braving a soothing glass of red!
Anyway, so the hen do wasn't too bad, actually. Started at lunchtime meeting a few girlies and my Mum for lunch at my parents' 'club' (shutup) - sarnies and vino, tres civilised - until I was given a veil to wear, a big pink fluffy badge saying 'bride to be' and a wand. Hm. HAD to wear these down Oxford St, to the theatre - we saw Sister Act, which was fab! Then off to the Soho Hotel (hen garments off by now) for a cocktail - and got given silly prezzies, like saucy pants, and a book on how to clean etc etc (like I need that!) THEN off for nosh at Ping Pong which is a dimsum chain. Got trolleyed on booze. Missed last train home. Can't remember going to the karaoke bar, where we weren't allowed to sing, and I had an argument with the silly bint who was in charge, so we hung around in the bar. Had to get a cab home, and I remember walking down Oxford Street (again) with my shoes off as I'd been wearing heels all day and they had given me blisters.... and managed to navigate whilst snoozing. Got in at 2am Dp was a saint, ran me a bath the next day, brought me tea and marmite toast in bed, and looked after M as much as he could, as he had loads of work to do. Phew. Anyway, I lost a bloody shoe! AND I have discovered an enormous bruise on my calf and am wondering if it is lost-shoe related.
Still. All was pretty well behaved, not a willy in sight (which, I see, is most topical at the mo!) and not even any chatting up by any lush chaps (although a man did stare at me nicely in the Soho hotel for about 5 seconds - and my veil was off!)
We tried M with baby rice on Sunday. Just a wee slurp. It was quite funny, it was a right mess. I'm with llare, I'm not too sure about the whole BLW thing. I had a chat with my friend who has a baby one month older than M, and she's a paediatrician, and I pretty much follow what she does... anyhoo, she's sticking to the puree route too.... ho hum.... strangely though, M has been off her feeds (FF, remember)... I've been keeping a tally over the last week on how much she takes, and it's definitely not rnough. She's very happy, lots of wet and pooey nappies etc etc, but then she may wail for absolutely ages. I reckon the teething thing may be starting..
Oh and re centiles - this is my work forte... (I know the people who are referenced in the red books!) - once the baby has 'found' their centile, and sticks to that, then its pretty much ok.... what 'professionals' look out for are severe dips or gains, with a cross reference to any illness - eg, M dipped from the 40th to the 9th ish and hung around there for a bit when she had a cold, but when she got better, she picked up again.
Ooooh I've thought of another sleb moment! I saw Marc Almond when he was a patient at the hospital where I was working at the time, after he had his bike crash. He was wearing a very nice paisley silk dressing gown!
And..... EEEEEEEK..... wedding day in 11 days time! Am dreading it, tbh. Our parents are totally winding us both up about any bit of crap that comes their way. Eg, I did the table menus by myself, took me ages. Showed my Dad, he said they were awful, why can't I have 'proper' ones etc. Told him not to be so stupid, these were nice, and if he wants to pay £10 per menu (I know!) then go ahead!!!!!
Breeeeeeeeathe!
Talking of which, ubertrendyfriend came over yesterday, and she's learning to be a yoga teacher, and we did loads of breathing and stretching exercises. Twas lovely. She is v excited re my wedding, and has a Vivienne Westwood dress. Well, darn, she's going to look better than me!
Hope everyone's PND issues are being dealt with properly and with lots of TLC. I think I have luckily turned a corner now, but still have a blub everynow and again. Interesting re the anger thing - I was really angry too, ante-natally as well. Hm. Non MNy hugs to you, I know how poo it is
Anyway, I have studying to do now. It never rains........