Last weekend was grim as well... Husband came home from work feeling dodgy, and spent all of Saturday in bed, then was very slow going on Sunday, tentatively recovering from the stomach bug we've all been afflicted with, so any hope I had of having a nice relaxing 'back to normal' weekend went out of the window.
Edward had his 6 week check on Monday, and weighed in at 14lb 14oz. The doctor wasn't concerned at all about reflux, although I've been reading up a lot about it and am still panicking. Sometimes he seems ok, but other times it feels like I'm living through a nightmare. I'm stressed when I feed him, and when he brings back a whole feed it is really stressful/upsetting as well as messy and difficult to manage. I'm trying to hold him upright more, and he's been in the sling more this week, and today seems to be a better day. Trying not to over-feed him, i.e. if its only been an hour since the last feed I try to occupy him in other ways, but when he starts his little high-pitched screaming it really is hard!
Elizabeth's behaviour hit new lows this week with monster tantrums around bathtime because she wanted me to do her bath. She's been lashing out and kicking, refusing to do things - her favourite lines at the moment are:
"No"
"I don't want to"
"Elizabeth wants..."
Very infuriating! I'm sure shes covered in bruises too. I lost it big time with her earlier in the week, when we were trying to get out to the doctors. Really shouted at her. She wouldn't put her socks on and kept pulling them off as fast as I could get them on. Feeling totally out of control and really really angry prompted me to read up a load more about terrible two toddler tantrums, and attempt a new 'understanding' and 'letting things go' way forward, but not sure I've achieved it yet. Dealing with her infuriating behaviour and his reflux are doing me in!
I sorted out most of the clothes yesterday ready for husband to store in the loft. His baby gros, the girl clothes we got down before Edward was born, neutral baby stuff and my maternity clothes, plus a load of her current clothes and sleeping bags all to go up. Won't be sorry to see the back of the maternity clothes. I remember putting it up last time thinking 'Will I ever be pregnant again?' and it seeming a long way off. It doesn't feel quite such a remote possibility now, but dealing with the terrible twos does seem a terrifying prospect.
Was looking forward to (how my life has changed...) a trip to Sainsburys this morning to get some much-needed provisions and some clothes for Elizabeth. Struggled from 6am to get them both, and me, ready to go. Finally had him in his seat wailing away, and her buckled in, turned the key in the ignition and nothing!!!! Sat in disbelief repeating the action again and again, consulted the manual, went mad, texted husband to say "Fucking car not working have seriously had enough", rang Sunwin to see if there was anything they could do as it is under warranty (no) and rang Delamere (£55 call out fee). Felt I was losing the plot. Then Dad came, rang his mate who arrived 20 minutes later with a charger pack, re-charged the battery, then Dad drove it back to the garage where a new battery was duly fitted. Miracle! So glad we don't have to spend half the weekend chasing around trying to diagnose the car then get it fixed.
And so I face another weekend. We've been paid, and I've been paid the most I've ever been paid (I think that must be a fluke of SMP and the number of weeks in the month). Husband has had a pay rise so next month we should be a further £150 better off we think. I've made a spreadsheet to get our time in the run up to the holiday organised - fitting in dentist, hairdresser, car MOT etc. I contacted St Andrews with a view to getting Edward christened but don't think it will be possible until about August/September... unless we do it the weekend we get back from our holiday. Anyway - looking forward to husband getting home early, having a nice ready meal and getting to sleep in our freshly laundered bed!
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