H&F -
It does pass!! Hang in there, you're not a bad mummy, you are creating a sibling for Amy, that's a big deal, and hard work. She'll appreciate it all once she has a little brother or sister about to play with and boss about!
Sarah - If you have a decent single mattress then why not just get a cheap low single bed frame from Ikea or something like this one for example Single bed frame and then fit a guard rail to the side? Also, do you really need to keep the cotbed in your room? You could just go for it and make the changeover? Use one of the spare mattresses for yourself in Olivers room if he needs you there?
Just a thought
Well we are taking the plunge tomorrow and moving Roh's bed in! I was planning to put the bed and cot both in his room, but i can't as OH got all stroppy about the price i was selling my chaise longue for, as i wanted a quick sale, so was going to sell it to an antique dealer. He's not happy with that so now i have to muck about trying to ebay it or something. I hate that sort of thing, i just want it gone to be honest, as much as i love it there is no place for it here
Anyway its taking up loads of space in the nursery, so i can only fit the bed or the cot in, not both
Means i'm going to have to really commit to the bed thing, with no back up option
Grr, think i'd mind less about the whole thing if either the chaise longue belonged to OH and he ahd any right to tell me what to do with it in reality, or if he was actually likely to help me at all with the transition from cot to bed. He'll move the furniture, but that will be about it.
I'm a bit pissed off with OH to be honest, he couldn't find something this morning whilst i was out with Roh at playgroup and apparently spent 2 hours looking for some cable. So i got a call when i was on my way home and he was on his way to work, hurling abuse at me, accusing me of throwing all his belongings away
?!? I was like "what are you on about, its probably in the boxes in the livingroom that i told you about" But apparently i hadn't told him about anything and i'm a cow for ruining his stuff and the house isn't even his home anymore, thanks for screwing his day up, etc etc..
Gaah, hardly my fault if he doesn't listen to me! And why the hell he didn't call me 2 hours earlier and ask me i don't know, i was at playgroup, not on the moon, i have a bloody mobile?! Honestly, all so over dramatic. Anyway, due to hormones i got quite upset about it, when usually i'd just facepalm and ignore it, so sent him a text saying he was being unfair. After that i've spent half the day having a txt argument with him like we are flipping 15 years old or something. Sodding hormones. As usual i ended up apologizing, just because i hate disagreements. Anyway, he'd be in the shed in chains, except he sent me a sheepish txt about an hour ago saying he'd made me a jacket potato at work, and did i want it with beef chilli and cheese and sour cream. Thats his idea of an apology, and i'm inclined to accept, because, yummy yum yum, love chilli jackets!!
Bleh, sorry, just needed to get it off my chest, its all so irritating! No idea what i'm going to do about it not feeling like his home, because its just tough, i'm sooo sick of living in student digs style with bloody boxes of stuff everywhere. I'd just like to spend the last year we will be in this flat (we've been here 8 years and still he's not unpacked his stuff fully, apparently that's homely??) without boxes involved!!! He's just going to have to get over it!