Couple of shocks in the last week.
Firstly, at playgroup last Friday, talking to the other mums, it transpired they already had their babies names down for the local pre-school - 2009 enrolment!
Looking across at my little one pottering around with a plastic teapot, I couldn't help but feel like she was being snatched away from me.
Pre-school?? - I'm still teaching her to say banana!
But apparently the name of the game in getting them into the pre-school you like is 'apply very early'.
So called for an appointment and was told I was the fifth person to ring that day - has the world gone mad?
Himself and I are going for a tour there next week.
Although, thinking back to our tour of the nursery when I was six months pregnant - we'll probaby wander around not have a clue what questions to ask!

Second shock came last night, when I turned up at nursery to pick up baby and was told both her much-loved nursery nurses are leaving to set up their own business next Friday.
Both me and Himself are gutted.
It was really hard leaving her with them back in March, but she and we have come to love these ladies and it seems like the end of the world, her being cared for by new people.
I'm intending to have a chat with them next week, when things are quiet, about their plans.
Don't know what's going to happen