Crepeyistmas Time, Camel Toe and Whine...

[MrsSchadenfreude]

Pandering to the uncouth...

Such is my level of outrage my post is full of typos.

Oh and congrats to your DS - I hope you had your proud mummy moment! Did you blub or were you too nervous for him?

Women sometimes react strangely to a baby when they're disappointed…even something like having a girl when they wanted a boy. Or she could just be horrible, of course. I could never leave any of mine to cry and how a newborn could be "naughty"…

hatty…ouch... do you need to see an osteopath?

DS didn't go to school….school seemed not bothered about it. He has shown me all his photos….they make harrowing viewing. I am due at a local watering hole for drinks with the girls tonight. I am still feeling very under the weather. It will take supreme effort but I am going.

Rose - I'm beginning to think so as this has dragged on for two weeks. I may go to the doctors tomorrow unless I have a miraculous overnight recovery.

She is obviously super tired, but this is her third, so you wouldn't have thought it has come as a great surprise. Her husband is at home at the moment, as is her MiL, so she's not struggling alone.

Another mum from school was there when she was talking about leaving her to cry alone, and looked similarly outraged.

'Friend' is a strange stick. Has very fixed ideas of how parenting should be done, and the 'ideal' family.

And yes - I was very proud. Though I didn't blub. It was rather sweet - the HT gave out 'star of the term' certificates, and lots of the parents weren't aware it was their little darling. One just did a massive 'gasp' and started to cry.

Herbs I really hope she doesn't mean it. I am the least maternal person I know and find small babies really hard work, but ds would have been hauled into bed and tucked under my chin when he cried at night.
How can a week old be 'naughty'? They have no concept of naughty!!

Aah, Herbs, how lovely for you. Well done to Miniherbs. I am also outraged at the "naughty" baby and no excuse apart from depression if it's her third. When I had my first I wanted a girl and got a boy and was thrilled at this perfect baby. By the second I wanted another boy, but got a girl and was just as excited.

When I think of my family member who had to have a termination in the summer because the baby was not viable, things like this make my blood boil. (I am having difficulty describing it because the baby was so badly damaged so sorry if I am using the wrong terminology).

We have had a lovely day: dentist visit went well and I should have my two front teeth by Christmas, excellent lunch and nice to see friends in the afternoon. Just having a cuppa before going out at 5.45 for the baby sitting.

MI, step away from the packet - you know it makes sense.

Hatty, doctor visit sounds like a must to me.

It makes my blood boil too. As someone who struggled massively to have even one, and has failed to have another, for someone to dismiss their own child so casually when in the womb for being a girl (saying, 'we're going to have to keep trying) and then to be put out by her having perfectly normal and natural new baby needs.... Well, I cannot trust myself to say anything civil to her, half the time.

Aww, Herbs, poor little babe. Maybe (hopefully) she was joking...

And about your news, BD. I echo others who have said there is a decent survival rate. It's often the way that the patient himself copes better than those around them.

I'm hiding in the playroom at the moment, as far away from the bathroom as possible. The plumber is tackling the task he least wanted to do (the wall panels) making a lot of noise, and keeps popping out to have a moan and grumble. He is struggling to get things done as he really should be somewhere else, but I've barricaded the drive he needs to get finished here first. Hopefully tomorrow will be his last day.

New babies are incredibly stressful for many of us, and I didn't cope at all well with my first. But I wouldn't have done that with a newborn. There was a woman in my antenatal group - really uptight bizarre dame, looking back on it - who forced her poor baby into a 'routine' at four days. A really strict routine.

I am not as knackered as I'd usually be at this time of year (given I've skived off for half of November ) but am still having to Soldier On in resigned sort of way. Inferiorettes and DP are exhausted.

NU, I only had the one. (Though this does of course mean the box is no longer intact...)

Now the box is open, MI, you might as well have the lot, then buy a new box, and burn the evidence.

And yes - newborns are an utter nightmare, but they can't help being an utter nightmare, and won't become less of a nightmare by being cruel to them.

My cat is mental. He spends most of his time lying on my shoulders.

CV, I think I will call you in the next time I want a job doing!

MI, DH and the DC are exhausted too, but the DD is surprisingly upbeat and mostly lovely ATM - maybe the thought of Christmas being near? I am a bit tired, but when DD is upbeat, I feel a whole lot better

Newborns are just divine. I feel all nostalgic for mine - I loved that period of time.
Now teenagers, that's a different story!

Our cat peed on the mat just outside the litterbox. Behaviour worthy of a three-year-old.

Oh, I like mine the age they are. Am determined to keep enjoying it ignores the many pics of them as cuddly toddlers and teddybearlike newborns they have put on my office wall.

Dmum gets a scan tomorrow and I am rather nervous.

Good luck to DM for tomorrow, MI.

I am back downstairs from putting the two DGC to bed, DH and I did one each. All is not yet quiet from DGD who has form, according to my DD, about going to bed. I had quite forgotten the joys of bedtime.

I can compete with your plumber stories CV... there are 2 men in my basement who have been there since 8 this morning, doing what they told me was a 4 hour job fitting my stove (although 4 hours was taken up with going to get the right sized fitting they needed to replace the wrong sized one they brought with them). I have told them they cannot leave until it is finished as I have no more days available when I can stay at home all day for their benefit. Just told dh to ask them what they'd like for supper as we were planning to eat down there in 15 minutes or so... I feel rather mean but decided ruthless was the only way to go if this interminable process is ever going to be over...
I think they hate me... but I'm not sure I care

MI, I would love to go back to the Newborn stage - better than teens any day

Go you too QQ - I am never that assertive with tradesmen. Maybe it is because my ex was one?

BD a friend of mine had Hodgkins as a young teen. She is fine now, and in her 40s. She had thyroid cancer as well about 15 years ago, and contracted Hep C from the chemo (inadequately sterilised equipment in Poland). She's recovered from that as well. I do think young people respond well to chemo for Hodgkins - she lost her hair (and has never had it cut since it grew back) but apart from that no other setbacks.

Plumber is still here.

You win CV!

My parents are driving my poor DSis mad. They are apparently quizzing her on whether her younger son is Bright (the only thing that matters on their world) or not.

Has the plumber gone yet, CV? I would be having kittens by now.

He has just this minute left.

And.....

We have a bathroom!!

Sparky is in tomorrow to put in the lights and extractor, then the joiner on Saturday to finish off the window frame and panel the bath. So it looks a little rough around the edges, but it is DONE. Halle-flipping-lujah.

DCs are now arguing as to who is going to have the inaugural bath/shower/wee/poo.

QQ - he refused all offers of dinner, and survived on tea and Penguin biscuits.