Not quite the Easter Half Term I had planned.

This Easter half term did not go as I expected, I had some sort of plan for it, but reality came and intervened and changed everything. For starters Henry was off for 3 weeks instead of 2, so I knew it was going to be a bit trickier to keep him entertained. I was also at work Monday to Wednesday  mornings, so it left limited time to do too much. I thought I would be able to plan in some playdates and get out and go to some Easter half term activities.

Half term started with Mollies first birthday party, and we had some of Henrys friends round too, you can read about that in Happy 1st Birthday Moo. Before everyone arrived we spotted a suspicious looking spot on the back of Henrys neck. About an hour later there was another couple appeared, we started to think it was chicken pox, but couldn’t say for sure as there was only a couple. The party went ahead anyway, everyone had a great time.

The following morning, Sunday, we were up early to go to swimming but as soon as Henry got up it was apparent we were not going. Yep, they were chicken Pox.

With swimming cancelled we stayed indoors as he was still at the contagious stage. As you can imagine that put a halt to any plans I may have had for the first week. Luckily he didn’t suffer too much with the pox, he was only itchy for 1 day, thankfully. To be on the safe side we kept him indoors anyway, so as not to spread it around, plus the weather wasn’t to brilliant either so that confirmed my decision.

Chris was off work from Good Friday through the Easter weekend and we stayed at home throughout. It was tough going, I’m not going to sugar coat that, it was hard.  We were also waiting to see if Mollie was going to come down with chicken pox as her injections were due. I’d already cancelled them during the week whilst we waited to see if she was going to come down with them.

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A change afoot – Back to work

As I sit down to write this I’m all too aware of how this topic is making me feel. I always imagined when I had children I would be able to stay at home with them while they were young, maybe even longer. When I had to go back to work after Henry was born, it was tough, I hated leaving him. After all he was my responsibility and I didn’t like the feeling that I was ‘dumping‘ him on someone else. I wanted to have a baby so I should be the one to take care of him. Honestly for Henry I don’t think he noticed much, he was more than happy going to his grandparents for a few hours. Even though that was the case, it never stopped me feeling guilty about it.

Admittedly once you get back into some sort of routine with work, it does become a little easier, it becomes normal. But that feeling I had of ‘dumping him’ never really faded.

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Be Thankful this Thanksgiving.

As you know I’m from the UK, Essex to be precise so Thanksgiving is not something we usually celebrate here. However I looked through my diary the other day and I noted that it said Thanksgiving was coming up, this got me thinking. Dangerous, I know! What have I got to be Thankful for? Yes there is a lot, but apart from the obvious, my family, my husband, my children etc, one thing kept springing to mind, ‘Mummy club’. This is where this post gets a little self-indulgent perhaps.

What is ‘mummy club?’ It’s probably not as interesting as it sounds but for me (and I’m sure the others would agree) it’s been crucial and has possibly been the biggest support system I could have hoped for during motherhood.

Let me elaborate, when I was pregnant in 2013 with Henry a friend of mine who I worked with was also pregnant. At that time, she was the only other person I knew who was. She became a bit of a walking pregnancy expert for me, she was ahead by a few months, so everything I was going through, she already had, and it was still fresh in her mind. Yes, our pregnancies were different, she had sickness, I didn’t for example, but having her there, going through it at the same time was Amazing. Add a couple of months and my closest friend then became pregnant. These 2 women didn’t know each other but they both helped me a lot on different levels.

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