I probably should have called yesterday's post "Mama, make me!" That would have been much better and it would have captured the emotion I was trying to convey much better. But I always have to go for the cheap laugh, and the denial of the largeness of the hole was also at the forefront of my mind. The things a new mother worries about.
I am lying in bed, hugely overdressed with socks, pajamas and a really big dressing gown, completely overheating. I have been overheating for nearly three hours now, but I won't take anything off - not even a sock - because I'm only online for a little minute before getting some much needed sleep.
And now I just feel like writing a little chatty post to say hi to you all and feel close to other adults. I've been stuck in the house again with a bored baby and a cranky sick three year old. I took her for a walk in the freezing cold anyway because we were all going crazy indoors and we needed to buy food you know, and of course now we're all regretting it because the cough is worse and the temperature back. But that could just be the bug and not the walk.
Jo (who blogs at infantasia and can be found in the comments of nearly every post for which I love her dearly - that and all our chats which mean so much) (I'm too tired for a link forgive me) has recommended I get an osteopath (I hope I get this right) to look at Charlie's spine to see if the induction is why he's still cranky. I think she may be right but I don't know any such person nearby and I get scared just thinking of letting a random stranger loose on my baby's spine. The damage that could be inflicted. Maybe I will ask at my next baby check up with the doctor. He may know someone. Actually he's sleeping much better these days but I have a sneaky suspicion that he may have the same bug as Marie. He coughed earlier, which is a pitiful sound from a baby.
I'm just about melted now. Better get some sleep soon. The internet vortex sucked me deep tonight. Damn internet vortex! And I still had to hit the "mark all as read" button.
- And that's when my battery died of course. Now standing up downstairs, disrobed considerably. -
(Ha! Not my battery, obviously, even though I should be starting to worry about that. The computer's.)
Right. So I should get some sleep now. I dread to think what tomorrow morning will be like with a baby who isn't being taken for a walk (it has snowed, it's about -5 out there and Marie's cough is like something out of a horror movie), a sick girl and a cleaning lady working around us. I may just try to keep them both in my bedroom. What a plan! I think a lot of Mamma Mia! and a baby carrier will be required. I could alphabetise my book collection some more. Oh boy. I may need to spend all night online again tomorrow, just to decompress.
You are my saving, dear readers and fellow bloggers. You truly are.
Also - any opinions? Osteopathy for baby: yes or no?