Hi ladies,
I need to de-brief. We just had our first real tantrum (well, I know it's not a tantrum because she is a baby, but I mean a big long loud scraming crying sobbing sniff-sniff-sniff-sniff episode).

It was my fault really. We were meant to be going out for dinner with friends (yes meant to, we didn't make it). I knew she needed a feed and a sleep, but I was rushing trying to get me ready, and I thought I could hang off for the feed, to just before we left, and then she could sleep in the car. But I left it too late, and then tried to quickly get her dressed, and it was all over. Half an hour of solid crying. First we rang our friends and said order for us, we'll be late. Then we rang them to say sorry, can't come. She was just too distressed, and I knew that even if she quitened in time, it was still too much for her.

I feed disappointed, because:
1. I was looking forward to dinner out - no cooking and adult conversation as well as catching up with our friends
2. it was completely avoidable and all my fault
3. I upset my poor little poppet

We were able to calm her, I stripped off and held her skin to skin while rocking her, and then gave her a bath, where after settling her and have her smile, I promptly bumped her head and made her cry again

I just hate seeing her cry, and to think it was my fault.