A little treat

It's a bit silly but I'm feeling really proud of myself today.

I've been dreading taking A to the weigh in clinic for ages and thought about calling for reinforcements for the big day.

The last health visitor I saw was such a cow I was dreading seeing her again. And the last two times I've taken A to the doctors he has screamed the place down. Fearing these two things and with a toddler in tow you understand why I was apprehensive....

But I wanted to prove to myself that I could do it on my own and that I needed to pull myself together! Grandma was left in peace.

As it turns out all was fine. There was only myself and one other mum there and 3 health visitors who couldn't have been nicer. It was calm and relaxed and they answered my slightly paranoid 'mum' questions honestly and without sarcasm. Little man now weighs 12lb 3oz and is following his percentile line so all is good.

On the way back to the car we popped into the shop and got P a treat as I was in such a good mood. An In The Night Garden magazine. Which she dutifully sat and completed cover to cover for the rest of the afternoon.