well, I have had an interesting 24 hrs
baby went on a poo-strike from last sunday, and finally erupted yesterday afternoon. it was apocalyptic, and required a bath and change of clothes for him, a shower and change of clothes for mr vitc, and a lot of vanish in the washing machine. Plus I had to clean the highchair where baby had been sitting.
then our boiler broke, and it's snowing here, so bastard cold. called the landlord, told them I have a 4 month old, was assured there'd be someone here by 11. At 11.45, no sign of anyone, called them back. 'Oops, forgot about you! no need to call us again, I'll get right on it!' she trilled, merrily.

then baby shit again. but since I can't bath him with no hot water (and no inclination to boil myriad kettles and traipse up and down stairs with them), had to make do with a lot of baby wipes. back down to put a wash on, and the washing machine is playing up.

So I'm slumped on the sofa with a mug of hot chocolate (for me), a boob full of milk (for baby), and am pondering what to do.

anyone had a better transition from sunday to monday?

(oh, and happy birthdays roota and other februarys :-) it's my turn to get another year closer to death/30 on sunday.)
( ascorbate, Mon 8 Feb 2010, 12:18, 2 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

It does get better
One of mine (now 12) had an explosion of the poo kind in his pants last week on the way home from school.

He ran in the door, up into a bath and chucked all his clothes in the washing machine.

The poo explosions don't go away but at least he can sort himself out now :)
( chickenlady b3ta's very own Elizabeth Taylor, Mon 8 Feb 2010, 12:55, Reply)

Cheers for the birthday wishes luv
I can't comment on your day because I would not be able to avoid the word 'shit' and I think you've had enough of that.
Hope Oliver's alright and that it all get fixed (or you find a cork).
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Mon 8 Feb 2010, 13:55, Reply)