A Brief Summary of Mine

[ailbhe]

We went to Ireland - taxi, plane, car, visit, car, overnight place, visitors, bus, city centre, taxi, visit, taxi, same overnight place, walk, visit, bus, city centre, bus, same overnight place, taxi, train, coach, ferry, minibus, second overnight place, garden, a bath in a great big bucket, second overnight place, rain, someone stole Linnea's tuna salad - but ooh, banana! - second overnight place, walk, beach, sand, swim, sunscreen, more banana, second overnight place, minibus, ferry, coach, lunch with great-aunt, train, car, visit, car, first overnight place again, another great-aunt and her car, airport, plane, coach, taxi, home! What joy!

Three days at home.

We went to the Discworld Convention - train, train, taxi, hotel room, ironing, swimming pool, spa, dinner, I broke my toe, registration, pub quiz, bed. Then the Con happened for four days, someone gave Linnea a cuddly Polar Fox which she adores, then we went to bed again, then we came home.

That was Tuesday. On Thursday I had a mother-and-baby visitor, and on Friday Linnea had her final set of infant inoculations, I discovered a purveyor of Fry's Chocolate Creams very local to us, and Rob had a totally unnecessary trip to London. On Saturday we went to the park to play on the swings, which Linnea loved, and the slide, which she was neutral about, and then I collapsed in Sainsbury's due to post-partum pain, was taken slowly to the local hospital in an ambulance, and pronounced Not Dangerously Ill, so I got a bus home, with Linnea, Rob, the buggy and our shopping. Initial consultation to see whether I need to be repaired is on 13 September. I'm looking forward to it.

Also on Saturday Rob spent some time up to his armpit in the drain trying to find out why it was overflowing. Lucky Rob!

On Sunday Linnea's grandparents came for a visit and bought her a bouncer. On Monday Rob had the day off and we more or less got in each other's way all day - my routine doesn't have bank holidays built in to it, so if I skip a day, the house gets behind, and the house doesn't fit if it's all behind. I like my house in front, where I can see what it's doing.

On Monday we had guests over to play Risk, and eat the last of Rob's birthday cake, and we all stayed up very late. And that brings us to today.

I went shopping for clothes for Linnea for the first time - I actually bought her outfits, which I haven't done before, because people gave us so much we didn't have any reason to buy clothes except "But I don't like the ones we got for free as much as these!" which isn't a reason to us. Then Iwent and got her weighed - 17lb 9oz - and showed my group her tooth, which she cut on Sunday, we think. We could feel it on Saturday, but we could see it on Sunday.

We have established that carrot is ok, potato with mum-milk s nice, but banana is the very best in all the world. She's actually hungry enough that I'm seriously considering feeding her more than 5ml of mashed squish at a time.

Um, and I went for coffee with some people, too.

Why yes, my lfe is very baby-centric, why do you ask?

Comments

[rivka.livejournal.com]

I'm so sorry that you're still having so much pain.

What was it like having a baby at a convention? For obvious reasons, I'm really wondering.

[ailbhe]

Pain: all my own fault, sort of.

Convention with baby: It feels POPULAR!

[ailbhe]

Better answer: The pain is because I refused a c-section, so it's a Let That Be A Lesson To Me, And No More Knitting My Own Wholemeal Yoghurt.

The convention - Rob took her for events I wanted to attend, I took her for things he wanted to attend, and all three of us attended some, and took turns taking her out when she caused disturbances. She was very popular with the restaurant staff and random strangers kept walking up to us and *touching* her, which necessitated some casual backing away to, oh, you know, sniff her nappy, adjust her position, or similar. The hotel was well-equipped for changing and we had a room on the ground floor where all the events were which made it easy to nip in and out with a baby buggy. I breastfed wherever I liked, as usual, though I'm told some places in the US frown on that.

Rob napped when she napped, so we didn't need to bring a baby monitor.

She was given a real convention membership by someone at some point, with a badge and everything. No charity auction bidding paddle though.

[astrogeek.livejournal.com]

I've actually found that breast-feeding in public is much more common and acceptable here than in the UK.

[ailbhe]

I have had one negative reaction, from a woman of my mother's generation, to breastfeeding in public, I suppose.

I haven't noticed many other women doing it, but the UK has a very low breastfeeding rate, though not nearly as low as the US.

I suspect that, like coming out as gay, these things depend greatly on one's very local community, rather than on national attitudes as a whole.

[mittelbar.livejournal.com]

You you you. Baby baby baby. It's all good. MORE!

[sshi.livejournal.com]

Toe broken? Eek, didn't realise that - whatinell happened?
(and very good to see you guys again and the little one, too)

[ailbhe]

Stubbed it. I'm forever breaking my little toes, it hardly even hurts any more.

[porcinea.livejournal.com]

I was in pain *every day* until just a week or so ago. Phew.

Would chiropracty help?

[ailbhe]

Eww!

I have been in pain every day, but I have been in denial, because it's so much less than it was. But chiropracty won't help; putting all the inside bits back in and sewing them in place will help, if they'll do it. I don't think they can do anything about my clitoris except wait. The least they'll do though is sew up the gash where my stitches tore. 12 days to checkup!