I got up, showered and walked to work. It was another lovely morning. Work was mental hectic again today, and I'm expecting more of the same tomorrow. I'll be glad for the weekend.
Ellen gave me a lift home and I sat with Penny while Melissa went to see a friend. Penny was good as gold until about 4:45pm when her reflux kicked in, at which point she went ballistic. It was also coming up to her teatime, so I whacked up a bottle and that seemed to sate her for a couple of hours. Melissa came home to cook us a lovely tea again. Stir fry chicken and noodles today . Noms. Just as it was about to be dished up Penny kicked off again. I picked her up and walked around but it only served to infuriate her further. No amount of bounce and patting and whatever would shut her up. She spewed all over my back, all over herself and continued screaming. Melissa took over and instant silence fell upon us.
My daughter hates me. Tea was nice though.
We bathed Penny, fed her and put her to bed. Melissa is pottering, I'm writing this. We've got an appointment with the paediatrician on the 15th December over her reflux. See what happens, innit.
This evening I was due to be preparing my vol aux vents, but we have no space in the fridge to store them over night, so I'm getting up early tomorrow morning to prepare them fresh. I'm not due in work until 10am tomorrow, anyway. So it's no biggy.
See you then.
