and all that.
No post yesterday due to manic work situations.
So my weekend didn’t quite end up as productive as I first thought.
Yes the weather was terrific, an absolute bonus for this time of year.
Unfortunately childrens’ illnesses can strike at the heart of all best plans.
I started off well: got the grass cut and tidied the flower beds.
Godzooky 3 lost his comedy value, as he seemed completely unfazed by the grass. Typical.
Godzooky 2 seemed fine on Friday and then was struck down by a fever on Saturday.
It was one of those that came and went throughout the day. One moment she was like a zombie, and the next running about like a lunatic.
When she was low there was nothing that perked her up, no manner of temptations or activities would rouse her. Then of course two hours later when she felt better she wanted to do those things!
Such is the frustrating life of being a parent. But I wouldn’t change it for anything.
If I’m honest I never really saw myself as a parent, I’d never really though seriously about it. It certainly wasn’t directly planned, and I was worried that I wouldn’t have the patience or the skills to cope with children.
I’ve surprised myself; I’ve changed a lot in the last few years.
I now can’t imagine life without them: they’ve enriched my experience of things, given me more laughs than most and taught me what is really important in life.
ah kids and illnesses. Go together like love and marriage. etc.
I always knew i wanted kids, knew i would be good with them because my kid sister was born when I was 13 and I used to do a lot for her as my stepmum, her mum, is disabled.
Oh wait. Yes, I have. I’m sorry, but I just don’t have it in me right now to type it all out again. Besides, it was just ramblings anyway. You didn’t want to hear me go on and on about this, right?