A reasonable day, once I got over the morning thing. The kids were at school, how bad could it be? Pickup and off to gymnastics, remembering snacks, gymnastics uniform, balls, drawing stuff, changes of clothes, drink bottles, nappies, spare nappies, bum wipes, face wipes, hand wipes, mobile phone, diary, baby…
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I’m sure he knows. I’m also sure I’m not exuding stress from my pores or anything like that. Nothing that would give him a clue. We have a busy weekend. We have people coming for dinner tonight. He – the baby one – woke several times. Per hour. I didn’t…
Mums getting sick is just not on. It just doesn’t fit in with … anything, really. Or is it that nothing else seems to work around mums getting sick. We’ve all heard it “there are no sick days for mums”. Well, I blame Darwin and his stupid evolutionary whatsits. Clearly,…