I survived. Day. From. Hell. But not because of the grannies.
Day starts off with going to pay credit card bill (use it for shopping so I get clubcard points and clear it every month, apart from this month as it took the brunt of the carpets so is almost maxed) only to have payment refused. Phone bank, wondering why as hubs JUST got paid. 'Oh you have NO money', what like none? Yes balance of £0.
Phone solicitors who instead of transferring through the remaining balance after we'd paid mortgage (£3k) kept it 'pending instruction'. What the f**k? Didn't think to mention it at any point over the past 4 days, by the way we've still got your £3k?
Get to town having been assured money has been transferred by solicitor. Get to cash-point to check balance. £200 over drawn (no over draft) and £90 in charges. Phone back in near tears, who say they understand can see what's happened, not to panic, can I get £200 in the bank by 2pm and they'll cancel the charges. At this point its 13:15. Have to borrow £200 from Mother in Law and RUN down main street in Glasgow, bump in one hand and money in other. Get money in bank.
However, this leaves me NO money at all for tea, coffee, lunch etc. MIL has to pay for this which leaves me feeling like a total scab.
Get to Mothercare where it's my mums turn to buy baby bits. But all the momey she's been saving up? Withdrawn from the bank. Not in her bag. Or Purse. Or anywhere. She's lost it. She starts getting so stressed she starts vomiting and crying. Try to tell her to relax.
Have to buy bare minimum bits and put it on my credit card, as can't withdraw any money to even give to mum so she can token gesture baby stuff.
So she's in tears, I'm stressing out about direct debits and bank charges, Mother In Law is physically falling to bits and having to stop walking every few 100 yards.
Get to car park to discover cannot pay parking ticket with change in purse. Am £2 short. Burst out crying at the ticket machine like a pure loonball. Walk to car, find £2, walk back. By which point it's tipped over into the next hour, and means I still need another £1. Have to put £1 on my credit card which now has 80p left on it.
And my hayfever is playing up so much I sneezed so hard on way home driving (can't let go of steering wheel to hanky catch know what I mean) I slebbered all inside my windscreen.
and measurements were normal. Baby is in the correct way around with the head down bump up, whoop - hope he stays like that 
