After deleting my rather pitifull attempt at a blog before, whingy whinny quite repulsive to read - I am back and fingers crossed I am happier and trying hard not to let the little things rule!
When I say the little things - I am not referring to my two gorgeous children, although they do their fair share or ruling!
A little about me to start things off, I am married with 2 children, a little boy who is 4 and a little girl who is 19 months old.
My family are my life, I adore them, I love spending time with them, looking after them and generally being around them - warts and all!
My children are going through a constant illness stage of life at the moment, we are now entering month 6, never have I seen so many colds, coughs, chest infections, sickness bugs and the like pass through a family in such a short time.
In the pre-children days, I would probably get 3 colds a year - now I have had three colds this year already, and we only started February last week!
I am as I type, sitting next to my little boy wrapped in a blanket and swallowing like a mad thing, because he would do anything to try and stop himself from being sick - he was sick earlier in my bed on my side. Straight after he threw up spectacularly he declared he was hungry and after a while of crying and begging we have allowed him a small sandwich - which it has to be said - almost immediately rendered him helpless and snuggled under the blanket.
He hasn't been sick again yet - but the signs are all there.
I am ever optimistic that this will be the last of 'it' whatever that means, but as the longest spell we have had without illness in the last 6 months was 2 weeks - I am starting to regret booking that holiday at the end of the month!!
To add to the mega illness drive we are on at the moment, our daughter has decided that she cannot possibly sleep through the night anymore - sleeping through the night was just a faze and now she will wake every 45 minutes to scream the house down. This goes on to about 4.30 in the morning, when she is absolutely at the end of her tether and refusing point blank to lay down anymore.
I gave in this morning and got up with her - so now I am a puked on tired mess ready to face Saturday evening of sicky children and wishing for sleep that is never quite enough.
We again are ever optimistic that this weekend will be different, and we plan various activities and nice meals, but I suspect that tonight as often happens on ill weekends, we will end up with a sandwich at about 10 o'clock once we have managed to settle the kids down.
It is extremely difficult to raise a family in todays world, we both work full time, our children know us as breakfast and dinner parents, its my parents that deal with lunch time 5 days a week.
I am feeling lucky that we both have full time work at the moment, and trying not to grumble too much, but it is difficult not to glare with envy and those who do not have to kiss their babies goodbye for 8 hours a day.
However on the bright side, we are in a position that birthdays and Xmas do not hold too much fear for us, and we have a little bit left to pay for a few breaks away together now and then.
I know that some think we are a little odd, we are out to work me for 8 hours a day, and my husband for 12-14 hours a day, so when we get home all we want to do is be there. We don't want to go out and spend time with friends, and although we would love to have time to visit other family, its not always possible. Sometimes we just want to be us, me my husband and our children - as a family, doing family things.
Weekends are precious as is annual leave and evenings, so you can understand better maybe why illness rules so much of what we do or rather don't do.
Well I have managed to tap this little insight into our family out without my little lad being sick yet - but the night is young, so wish me luck!
