well the picking up of Emily and the carting home on the train of Emily went well-ish.
Left work about 10 mins early and got to Em and Sue with buckets of time to spare. Picked the l'illun up and walked to the train. Got on the train and before we'd left she decided on a grizzle... which didn't really stop until mummy called for a pick up around 8.45p
Between those two points we went through mummy's expressed milk and a bottle and a bit of formula, something we're both loathe to do, but when you have a child that's screaming and red in the face it's either feed them, or put the out in the garden shed to scream themselves to sleep. We don't have a garden shed.
Em's asleep now and about the only benefit of formula is it's heavy and knocks babies out. We MAY get a good night's sleep tonight, so that's something. I personally need it as my eyes are like two piss-holes in the snow right now and I feel like the walking dead most of the time.
Yay for me! Yay for us!