lessons learned

if i forget to take the voltarols two mornings in a row, taking one in the evening before going out is not going to stop me from getting very stiff anf sore from sitting still and is going to leave me with a bad night's sleep.

if i am already not sleeping well, a 4 year old deciding he needs to sleep with mummy at 2.52am is going to make it even worse.

i need to take drugs every day. this bothers me.

the officemates *had* got me a card before yesterday, becasue it was signed by someone who is off on leave this week. (it arrived in the post today) so the scuttling around yesterday must have been to get everyone else to sign it. but it was only signed by the other PA's, they hadn't taken it round the rest of my workmates. why am i surprised?

if a 4 year old has been being good (and bragging about it) for over a week, one little meltdown of a thursday morning is enough to send his mother into floods of tears.

(trigger phrase: I want daddy)

ah well.

10 days, tops

well, at least now I know. As late as yesterday evening I ws congratulating myself on how well I was coping. TT was being so good, N was sleeping reasonably well. Even with the evil impetigo & antibiotics we were coping.

N has learned to speak in 3 word sentences, he has learned to kiss (and to blow kisses with great gusto)

but this morning, from the first thing that went slightly wrong, we all three went into meltdown. a huddle of three sobbing people on the floor in the hall.

and it stayed the same all day. at clambers, N had to be put into his buggy becasue while he wanted to be held, all he did was hit me in the face while I was holding him.

much television was watched today* becasue we were all fragile, and it was easier than anything else.

and there was another huddle of sobbing people at tidy up time.

so that's it, 10 days is the longest that Bill is allowed to go away from now on.

*we watvched "Elmo visits the Firehouse" it was very very good. I know, I know, I'm partial to sesame street anyway, but this was good. ELmo gets scared by a fire and ends up going to visit the firefighters to learn all about it. by the end of the video, TT knew all the things he was supposed to do if he finds a fire.

Jay Jay the Jet Plane was just as awful as it always is, though.

confessing

i would rather crochet than knit.

i'm not sure if it's just becasue i'm a slow knitter, and i can make things much faster if I crochet. my new top is going frustratingly slowly.

i've been swatching today, just to have a hook in my hand again, using the wool for the new lucky observing pullover. trying to find a crochet stitch pattern that would work to make nearly the same pullover as i have promised him.

but i guess i should go and do another row on the summer 2006 top i'm making myself. not allowed to put it in the UFO pile. it's going to be pretty, and i need pretty.

my children are now quiet, my cats are being fucking annoyingly loud. perhaps i should feed them.