Jan 2010 babies and mummies here.....can't think of funny thread title!

[crumpette]

... sorry couldn't think of a title that didn't mention how to get orange poo out of a white vest, or how to get jiggy post partum!!!

I mean accidentally missed

Crumpette I think I know how you feel. (Hope that doesn't sound too arrogant or, worse still, touchy feely You've been soldiering on with good humour for so long hoping the universe is going to smile at you again but one shock too many really does break the camel's back. I'm so sorry about your friend. It must be such a shock to you on top of the worrying day-to-day situation of your DH's redundancy. In the past 18 months we have survived my DH getting attacked outside our house on a Sunday morning (yeah, we lived in an idyllic fishing port in Normandy and yes he could have died had it not been for our local baker saving him), my miscarriage, my DH being absent for 3 months as he relocated for his work, my falling pregnant again and feeling DREADFULLY ill (yes, he is the Dad ), moving and leaving all my friends behind (again) and now DH is out of a job after having spent months being harrassed. Fortunately he has been offered quite a few interviews/jobs so fingers crossed. The last straw for me was the AWFUL scarey gastroenterologist who made me believe I had a 20% chance of having cancer. Yep; I realised it was all too much.

CTFN I agree one should live every day to the full but what does it mean exactly? It would suggest living life in a fairly intense way and we all know that life has its fair share of humdrum which cannot be avoided. Any thoughts? Sorry ladies; I am feeling a tad philosophical today.

On a lighter note: I am still chuckling over the physio. I agree with you WMDO that it just doesn't seem real this whole notion of having another person's fingers up your private parts. Infact I was laughing about it yesterday with the midwife but you have to work so hard for 20 minutes focusing on muscles you didn't even know existed that you forget about feeling weird.... most of the time . Yep, they take it really seriously in France. This is the only time I have done it. Apparently as you approach menopause hormone changes render THOSE muscles more slack so, bearing in mind I am 41 (OMG) I thought it would be sensible to do something about it.

IT REALLY IS WEIRD, RIGHT?

I'll try to be more normal in my next post .

In my case, living each day as if its your last is just being a mum. I quit my very stressful job when I could afford to do so and despite a few setbacks healthwise along the way, and the mundane of every day life, am truly happy with my lot so to speak. I love my husband (sometimes I really don't like him ), think I have the best kids in the world (not every day), have a good life (not always) - but basically I'm happy with what I've got and who I share it with. Everything I've done wrong in my life, I've tried (not always successfully) to put right at some stage of another. I guess that's what having scary health stuff happen to you does.

IMO, all of the above is what counts and if I died tomorrow, I'd wouldn't go with any regrets, ifs, maybes etc. And I know that I have loved and been loved.

Does that make sense? I'm not saying make every day really intense, doing the list of 50 things to do before you die kind of thing - just make sure that you are happy with who you are, what you do and who you spend your time with. We can't do much more than that really can we?

CTFN - what a lovely lovely post. Thank you for that!

CTFN what a lovely post yes I think you're right, no regrets etc. ERM.. new, when did you want to catch that flight?

Sorry for bringing the tone down to sombre levels! Jardins, I think you are right I was kind of hoping for some natural justice, because everything had been going wrong I was totally hoping for something to go right. Not to get even more catastrophic!! I was expecting to wake up having won euromillions or something (OK I didn't get a ticket, but still..)

Just sent a letter to DP HR dept about unfair dismissal and offering to settle but may as well try!

In other news, DP is in the pub already and DS decided to roll around the room while I was in the shower, find a pack of cotton wool balls which were well out of reach, shake it until they all came flying out and chew the bag/balls looking very pleased with himself! I think I need a cage playpen already!

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OK OK good news for today: I am allowed to sit some postgrad exams I missed in May in September instead. Yippee (argh need to start working..)

And.. DS drank a whole bottle of EBM. Yes, a whole bottle. With no fussing/screeching. In public. Hurrah! The second time in his whole life he has achieved this feat. I feel like I can now go to the dentist/go to meetings etc and not worry about him starving. *maygirl was it you who suggested breastflow? Can't remember, but thank you !!

We will soon get to the end of this thread and need a new thread title! Had a browse and the Dec 09 thread has a good one that I was thinking along the lines of "We've found our fingers and we've found our toes. What happens next? Nobody knows!"

So - come on you inspirational lot - what's going to be our next thread title? Surely something to do with weaning as that's our main topic at the moment....

"To BLW or not to BLW - that is the question!!" Rubbish but somebody there has got to be more creative than that!

OK well I was just saying so much has gone wrong, what else could possibly happen..

when, lo and behold, DP uses my card, and 2 of his cards, to attempt to order something from a really dodgy website which, after googling, has 6 million hits for card fraud you just couldn't make it up!!

hmm, shakespeare CTFN, hmm.. Not got my thinking cap on, shall return tomorrow after murdering dp for his stupidity

'Et tu, Puree'?

I have not slept one wink (Cymbeline)..

oh completely irrelevant but I've always liked this one:
The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers

You're welcome crumpette ( as breastflow not worked for own DD so far!)

So sorry to hear about your friend.

Lovely post CTFN

Sitting here with fingers crossed for MIL, she's in hospital after docs found a lump. Should hear tomorrow whether operable. V scared.

Maygirl thoughts with you and your family .

Maygirl - to you. Let us know how your MIL gets on.

Maygirl >

Oh Maygirl we're all here for you. This is a stressful moment for you.

A suggestion for new thread title I'm rubbish at things like this lol

Weaning, sleeping crawling too...at least we've moved on from discussing poo.

*Ali - LIKE IT.

maygirl hope all goes well with your MIL.

ali - we may still want to discuss poo

Sheesh, is it June or January? Fed up of getting soaked on the school run.

Got N a Sophie la Giraffe... she smiled when i showed it her, but when she grabbed it she started to wail. Why does she not like any toy?? The only thing she does like is looking in the mirror.

I think I have figured out some of her cries. Squeeky high pitched cry accompanied with scratching at my chest & neck = I am tired
Grunty cry = Poo is on it's way.
Wail = I dont like that giraffe, get it away from me, I don't care if it did cost £12 and came highly reccomended as every other child in the known universe loves it instantly.

ali I love that title

So, more on the 'what on earth could possibly go wrong now' ...

today we have discovered that DP's buildings insurance on his house (not where we live) er, doesn't exist. He isn't insured. Despite the insurers authorising a claim. But we now have no proof of that because he deleted all the emails and the person he communicated with apparently doesn't work there now. So he's now being sued for £10k by a building company which fixed a whole ceiling etc! AAAAAAARRRGGGHHH

sorry for that vent

At least we're healthy. I keep thinking, you know what, all this awful stuff that's going on, at least DS is OK.

maygirl on that subject I'm sorry to hear about your MIL and I hope she's alright

sock I can decipher cries too, the 'help me Ive rolled and crashed into the side of my playmat' cry, the 'pain' cry, the 'tired and grumpy', the 'hungry'.. weird. J likes his sophie la girafe but sadly doesn't chew it, even though I've told him it's a teething toy.. all he wants to chew is my arm or rogue socks. Yuck!

lottie, that's so funny!!! Are they synchronised poo-ers?

J goes a bit quiet and stares at something like he's concentrating. Nice. No benny hill face though, sadly.

Poo stinks. Literally. And when you start feeding solids/purees whatever, it is REALLY bad. Mine, of course, doesn't smell at all

CTFN is VERY excited as she is going out tonight with some friends/mums from school - a meal and lots of drinks and everything!!! You know, the sort of things we used to do before kids?! Bummer is that DH has to travel to Guernsey tomorrow now and leave home at 5.30am. You can bet your life I will come home wrecked now that Olivia is sleeping through and she will choose tonight to be a mare