1. Resistance
2. Inertia
3. Flow
On days like today I need a Positive Blog. We are, all four of us, knackered. Son 1 aged 5 goes deaf when he’s tired. My voice gets louder and I repeat myself, repeat myself. Son 2 aged 2 grizzles and clings. The Man lists faults. Out loud. We are worried about Son 2’s Godmother, who is on a drip in hospital with a kidney infection. And Granny is coming to stay for nearly a week tomorrow, so there has been some mad tidying, and a rather ill-timed attempt to Improve Your Children’s Table Manners In 24 Hours. However. Digging deep in the day… Son 2 wanted to lie down in Son 1’s bed. With Mummy. He pulled the cover over his head, pressed his soft little face close to mine, and dozed off with snuffly little snores. He had about 20 minutes’ sleep before Son 1 woke him by throwing toys around.
I got the boys’ hair cut. After lunch, piled Son 2 into the Big Pram, ignored Son 1’s attempts to get in it, and strode off for The Town. Son 1 whined every step of the way. He wanted to ride on the Pram. At the bottom of the hill I gave in. He stands on the axle and holds on to the handle, in a sort of makeshift buggy board stance. I take the weight on my back and arms, and tell myself I’m burning calories. This time he has perfected his technique. He rested his bottom on the nappy bag so he had a seat. At the hairdressers’, Son 1 just stared, exhausted, in the mirror and didn’t bother answering any questions. He could barely keep his head upright for her. Son 2 was Perfect Child, sitting in a car in the window watching The Wiggles on their DVD. People passing pointed and smiled. I hope because my child is so beautiful, and not because they were saying “Why doesn’t that mother just cut it herself?” They both look great. Son 1 misbehaved all the way back.
While we were out, The Man changed some of the water in the Fish Tank, so it looks better. We switched on the skull and treasure chest bubbles, and Flossy and Coupon seemed to play quite happily. We had a Fishkeeping For Beginners moment earlier. I asked The Man to turn up the heater because the water seemed to be getting cooler - it’s meant to be 25C, and was barely 20C. He kept turning it up. Nothing happened. And then… we… er… realised the heater wasn’t on. The water was at room temperature and was getting cooler because it’s getting cooler. Still. It doesn’t seem to have bothered Flossy and Coupon, who after 10 days with us are still alive and seem to be having a good time. Excellent. That means 1 in 3 members of our family has in fact enjoyed today. I knew this Blog was a Good Thing.
Tags: Big Pram, co-sleeping, Coupon, daytime naps, fish tank, Flossy, Godmother, Granny, Hair cut, hairdresser, salon, tiredness
