Morning all.
Shep, that sounds a lovely morning with DD. I'm hoping to do a good bit of Spring cleaning in the house this week but I don't worry about the garden, that's my mum's place. She absolutely loves sorting the garden and we go shopping for seeds and she plans and plants all our food for the summer and Autumn bless her. It's nigh on impossible to get her to sit in the house for 5 minutes for a cuppa, lol.
I'm tired but okay this morning. Have a sore throat and a bit shitty so probably a result of being a little run down. Don't feel I'll, just like my body is telling me off mildly, lol.
Got through the party last night and it was so good to see family. Dan's family are absolutely amazing, all of them but we never get to see much of them because if we're visiting his folks, they think we're rude if we go and see anyone else. So, it was lovely to catch up with that lot and the bride looked amazing. Her two little boys get cuter by the day them.
Mil waited for Dan to go and get drinks and the fucking Spanish inquisition started. She wasn't as bad as she can be because one of her early questions was about Mickey (the horse) and how it went and could I explain what happened. I said we'd talk about it another time, she said she just wanted to know as she cared deeply for him. She's stroked him fucking twice and hasn't actually mentioned it at all this past week. I said again that it wasn't the time and we'd talk again about it. She persisted that she wanted to know. I said Again, No, I'm not talking about it tonight, let's change the subject...she STILL said I should just tell Her, so I said, really quite sternly, "it was 24 hours ago, we're at a wedding to enjoy a happy occasion and I will not talk about this with you right now and DO NOT even mention Mickeys name to Dan because it's fucking cruel to keep asking when you know damn well how upset we are so this is the last I want to hear about this until WE are ready to bring it up".
"Oh right, okay darling"....snide remark coming, "I just really wanted to know".
I finished with, "but it's got nothing to do with you or what you want".
Then the baby questions and the million, "please look after yourself, I'm worried about you and Dan on the farm, please don't hurt yourself.
A few times is quite nice, but it's laced with self righteousness from her so in the end I'm afraid I came out with, "what do you think I'm going to do, risk the baby I've been desperate for for 20 years".
There were many many judgy comments but I'm trying to forget them all.
Well, that is until they walked us out. Yep, had to walk us down the corridor to the front door as they deserved some alone time with us. We'd been sat with them for 4 hours.
Dan's sister pipes up with, "by the way, just so you guys know what's happening, we've decided that when the baby is here, I'll stay at home with the dogs and let mum and dad have a couple of weeks with you, then when they come back, I'll come down and have my own special baby time".
Dan just looked at me not knowing what to say. His mum stood there staring at me, obviously waiting for my response, so I said "Well, good thing about c section is we'll know the date so we can sort all that out nearer the time".
She fucking knew, her face was a picture but I kept my mouth shut, gave hugs and left.
There is not a hope a he'll they are staying in our house with a new baby, I don't give a shit if they don't like it. My own parents won't be coming for more than a couple of hours at a time so there will be no favouritism. Also, I don't want his sister waiting like a lemon to meet her niece or nephew. I'd rather they all come down together and meet the baby. Not fair that she has to stay behind.
I'm still fucking wound up. I'm nearly fucking 40, nobody tells me they're staying in my house without even consulting us first.
I'm so dozy I don't know how I managed to book the completely wrong place and not even notice haha. OH won't shut up about it 
And feeling no guilt at ordering a takeaway because I'm dying (maybe a craving?) for an Indian curry. Even though Ill probably be on here complaining about a dodgy tummy later on from the spice or my acid reflux lol. 
shes not sick tho which is good, and seems fine in herself. Happy enough to have bottles to.
