The Dibber Dobber and the Kiss Arse

Ah, my children are going through some lovely, lovely phases. With the dishwasher out of action again, the Dibber Dobber and Kiss Arse phases are back. This is the phenomena where 8 year old son reports back everyting the six year old is doing. Or not doing. Everything that comes…

There's really only one way to describe it

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…

Kids know just what to say

De-cathetered and de-IV’d this morning. Hooray. Then they let me up for a shower … ahhhhh, bliss. I even got a belated breakfast (because the nursing staff forgot to mention I was now allowed to eat and/or order something for me, so the lovely kitchen lady organised some toast for…

A Whole Lotta Love!

Ah, love. It’s rife in our house at the moment. Much more of it and I may just very well explode as a result of the sheer abundance of it … I awoke this morning, very tired. As is to be expected. Given that the Sleep Prevention Squad have moved…