We get a lot of those, and I really do enjoy them.
The children have their toys out, and are on the whole playing together, the tv is showing a selection of Tom and Jerry cartoons, and me and the other half are sitting at our laptops.
I think I may have the start of yet another chest infection, I had a week off work a couple of weeks ago with a severe chest infection, and its never really gone away.
Work - now there is a topic! I am at a stage in my job where I have started to dread going in, I sit and look at the clock from the minute I walk in the door, and I escape with a large smile on my face knowing that I don't have to see these people again for 12 hours,
I am contemplating lots of ways out of work, I buy lottery tickets regularly and keep a very close eye on new job options, but nothing has yet come to fruition.
It dawned on me today, that in 7 months I will be applying for my daughters place at school for next year. She will be starting school in approx 18 months, and she isn't even 3 yet, and hasn't started playgroup yet!
I am not ready for my baby to go to playgroup, and I am not ready for her to go to school, I am not ready to be a Mother of two children, I am enjoying being a Mother of 1 child and 1 toddler! I'm not ready to give up my buggy, and the nappies, and I wasn't ready to throw away the bottles and steriliser, the cot and the baby toys. But I guess the time is coming where I am being swept along, rather than choosing the next stage.
When I was a teenager I couldn't wait to be older so I could make my own choices, and yet the choices you make eventually leave you with none, and you are eventually left plodding along doing what is expected, choices being a far distant memory, and you are not really sure you ever had much of a say in the choices you made anyway.
