Text from husband…
(We sometimes text using only emojis and no words because it is honestly quite funny but I realise it does sound a bit sad if you say it out loud and maybe even worse if you write it down on the internet).
Anyway turns out he means the littlest has chickenpox, tenuous at best. Never mind I am in London seeing friends. Not my problem.
Who cares i’m in LONDON still! :)
Day 3 – Subtitle: THE DAY OF NO SLEEP
Back home now and S seems mostly ok in himself. That is until bedtime when he decides to forego sleep in place of thrashing about like a wild animal.
The only thing that calms him down is Fireman Sam. How long do you think a 2 year old would be able to stay up watching Netflix?
Yes I was surprised too.
We all felt rather shaky and sick as a result of the sleep deprivation and over exposure to the Dilys, Trevor and Station Officer Steele love triangle.
To ensure we got a better night J went to the pharmacy to try and hit them up for some of the good stuff.
They worked – Had an amazing 7 hour sleep! I never sleep for that long so I feel strange… almost a bit… enthusiastic? Or something.
Luckily the boy is also much better. Although now he wants to go out and do normal stuff but we can’t because he is still infectious. I intermittently throw play-doh, chocolate and Calpol at him and try to avoid getting cracked over the back of the head with pieces of train track.
Can’t quite work out whether I prefer the sick version of him or the well one?
Getting bored now.
Spent a high proportion of the day analysing scab progression and trying not to pick them.
I found that another fun activity to do is to calculate the amount you have paid nursery in the last month vs. the amount of sessions that were physically attended. You can then work out the actual cost per session.
Ours was £136.05!
Very bored and in desperate need of conversation.
Feel like I might be turning into one of those nutters who ask Google questions like it’s an actual real live person.
Google – do you think nurseries keep vials of infectious diseases in secret underground laboratories in order to maximise profits? Do you like my new trainers? What are you having for lunch?
A fun day.
We are now SCABBED OVER! Took S back to nursery but was very nervous that the thieving bastards would try and refuse him.
Luckily they seemed to have hit their quota of sick kids for the day.
Got on with trying to do a weeks worth of work in one day. Failed.
Hurrah! We can now get out and about again which is sooooo nice (mostly).
Everyone is much better, except me. I am a bit stressed out as I have so much to do and so little time to do it.
When I get tired and stressed I have a tendency to start crying at small things. For example realising that there is only one Nespresso capsule left in the pot. TEARS.
Actually that was a large thing.
I can face most things in life but not without coffee…
Then I remember…
We have Amazon Prime!
And I know, I just know – that everything is going to be ok…
**************P.S. I have a new book OUT NOW! You can nab it on Amazon here or in your lovely local bookshop :)