I have just spent a traumatic twenty minutes trying to give little bear antibiotics followed by a HUGE tantrum because I wouldn't give him the milky bar that was bribery for taking the medicine. However I checked and I realise I have no idea about the dose for the antibiotic and so until I can speak to someone that lets that off the hook.

This only leaves the calpol. To which little bear objects with venom.

I feel absolutely flattened and the day has barely begun. I also feel like a complete failure. I believe this is normal for mothers. It doesn't make it easier.