September 2007
38 posts
LOG!
I’ve never been so happy to see a perfectly formed poo in all my life… hurrah!
“Still poopy :-(”
Cups...
Why do they make the lids on babies cup things so hard to get off? There’s no way Sprog could detach the lid of his Tommee Tippee beaker, I have to lever it off using the edge of the sink… have they not heard of screw tops?!?!?
Poo update
Looking a bit better… I never thought poo would play such an important part in life… poo can:
stop me going to work
cause much hilarity
be a record of yesterdays meals
throw an ordinary afternoon into chaos
get everywhere
Nursery: Day Two
We are still at home… 2 squitty nappies so far and it’s only 8am…
“Hopefully his next poo will be back to normal…”
– Husband being optimistic about poo… and no… it wasn’t back to normal
More Mumsnet Insanity →
“What Not to Do - the stupidity thread” I am slighty shocked at the stupidity, although there are a few stupid things in here that I’ve done myself… glad to know I’m not alone.
“# of Watchers: 17”
– My bike is for sale on ebay… make that 18 watchers, one repeatedly pressing F5 for signs of bids…
On your marks, get set...
… don’t go! Sprog was meant to start nursery properly today, but he has an upset tum along with some quite scary nappies so he can’t go. Aaargh. Clearly he wasn’t in the meeting where we planned all the half days this week so that he could be eased in gently…
Give me a sign
We started Sing and Sign classes yesterday… we learned the signs for drink, hot, eat, cat and more. Apparently there’s not a sign for “go back to sleep Mummy is tired”…
“Normal Retirement Date: 05/10/2042”
– My annual pension statement always fills me with joy… especially the bit where it says if I keep contributing my pension will be something like £1,000 per annum. Roll on Tesco Value blue rinse… I’ll have to make sure Sprog earns a fortune so he can keep me in my old age.
NewsBiscuit →
Talk Like A Pirate Day →
It be today…. I missed it so will have to say “yarr” to husband and the cat.
2nd Nursery visit...
Yay - it went okay thank goodness! Sprog only got upset at nappy changing time but he ate all his food and wiggled to music. I did wonder if there was a standard response to “How was he?” (said by mumsies in hopeful voice). Clearly they’re not able to say “Hmmm… well he just cried all the time” or “ee was a right pain in the bee-hind so we buried him in...
Mumsnet →
ah, Mumsnet… I love it so, especially the “Am I Being Unreasonable?” board…
First nursery visit
Sprog has managed to get through a visit to nursery. Got there and he was tired after being scared by work people laughing in the pub so I was expecting extreme upset etc. Luckily he played for about 40 mins, wondered what all the strange creatures were (other babies). We tried putting him in their cot to see if he’d go to sleep and he had an hour’s snooze so that was great. Next visit...
Ahhhh
Today's letter is N...
Nappy rash
Nursery visit
No clean baby-grows
Nap not happening
“Shall I bring him in with us? He might go back to sleep…”
– 3 minutes later we’re both laying in bed being pummelled by Sprog’s flailing limbs
A new menace
Forget the power poo…. now it’s the squished poo… escaping silently from the sides of the nappy…
Hoovering
Sprog will only let me hoover if I make it look like the hoover is the best thing in the world and hoovering is brilliant fun, plus you have to wave your free arm, smile constantly and sing at a volume that can be heard over the noise of the hoover. I think I managed to convince him that hoovering is great even though I hate it.
“Gggggrrrrraaaaarrrrggghhhh!!!”
– Me, upon realising that the 9 tiny fish pies I’d made for Sprog had been left on the side all night and not put in the freezer.
Plans
Sprog is in bed… not asleep… there is a lot of grunting and straining going on. At least I know what I’ll be doing next…
Hurl
Eeew, Sprog now does proper stinky hurls, not just “oopsy some milk came back up” but the kind of hurl where you want to open all the windows, spray air-freshener, squirt some Febreeze and light a candle etc… bleurgh!
Parent Hacks →
Full of tips and tricks that might be useful for baby wrangling…
“These old things will go anywhere for a sausage. Whatever that means.”
– Anonymous (to spare identity) on the sheer number of people coming to a BBQ
Insured
The bike is now insured… to be safe we’ve insured both of us as it will depend who can still fit into their leathers as to who gets to ride it to the MOT… I’m not saying who my money’s on ;-) ha ha
Must... stop... reading... trash... but...... →
Sleb gossip… why do i read it why why why? A terrible compulsion… (hangs head in shame)
Why?
Why hasn’t someone invented a pushchair raincover that is also a sun-shade? Britain needs one because of “sunny intervals with showers”… c’mon entrepreneurs… surely a niche product if ever there was one?!
Boring sock conversation
Me: Tsk... he's lost his sock!! At least it was only from Primark
Time Passes
Me: He's lost his other sock!!??
Husband: Hmm...
Me: There it is down the path... no point getting it as we'll just have one sock
Husband: I bet if we don't go back and get it we'll find the other sock on the way back, then when we come back to get this one it will have gone...
Both: Sigh....
Haunted milk bottle →
This morning there was a paranormal incident in the kitchen. I’m not sure if it was a haunted milk bottle or if Sprog was using The Force. Please ignore the messy kitchen, yes, we’d had something with tinned tomatoes the night before…