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ailbheToday's laundry total: 4 or 5 loads, I can't remember how many loads the bedding took in the end. 2 loads which were neither nappies nor bedlinen, though.
Today's walking total: I have no idea. One and a half miles because we went the wrong way to a home ed group, and then 3/4 of a mile back the correct way. That was too far for Emer in the heat, and my hips weren't thrilled about it either.
Today's food total: We basically ate banana muffins instead of meals. And apples. That's ok. We had the second half of the wonderful sausage and bean casserole Rob left for us at dinnertime, with slightly fancy couscous (because I was heating up yesterday's leftover couscous so figured I might as well add things to it).
The children helped me tidy the garden a bit - I hope someone will come to cut the grass on Sunday, because I can't push the mower and Rob can't find the time, and the grass situation is getting serious. We're hoping to have people over while Rob is away in America and they'll need garden play space.
I contain multitudes: I can really enjoy the simpler life of not having Rob arriving home in the evenings, meaning the kitchen stays tidy, the children get to bed earlier, the housework gets done faster. AND I can miss Rob madly. AND I can be cross with him for not booking leave for Emer's dentist appointment next week, because it's on a day I had plans for Linnea, anyway, and if I do it I'll have to lie back on a dentist's chair to hold her while she has the work done, and with SPD and Astrid too that will be hard. I mean, probably funny to blog about later, but pretty debilitating just before two weeks of solo parenting.
I'd probably brutally force her to lie there all alone, really, if I really had to do it all on my own. But so far she's not afraid of the dentist, in spite of something like 12 fillings, and we'd like to keep it that way.
Keep repeating: the new job is not like the old job, it will be possible to book leave. The new job is not like the old job. The new job is not like the old job.
Ho hum.
Today's walking total: I have no idea. One and a half miles because we went the wrong way to a home ed group, and then 3/4 of a mile back the correct way. That was too far for Emer in the heat, and my hips weren't thrilled about it either.
Today's food total: We basically ate banana muffins instead of meals. And apples. That's ok. We had the second half of the wonderful sausage and bean casserole Rob left for us at dinnertime, with slightly fancy couscous (because I was heating up yesterday's leftover couscous so figured I might as well add things to it).
The children helped me tidy the garden a bit - I hope someone will come to cut the grass on Sunday, because I can't push the mower and Rob can't find the time, and the grass situation is getting serious. We're hoping to have people over while Rob is away in America and they'll need garden play space.
I contain multitudes: I can really enjoy the simpler life of not having Rob arriving home in the evenings, meaning the kitchen stays tidy, the children get to bed earlier, the housework gets done faster. AND I can miss Rob madly. AND I can be cross with him for not booking leave for Emer's dentist appointment next week, because it's on a day I had plans for Linnea, anyway, and if I do it I'll have to lie back on a dentist's chair to hold her while she has the work done, and with SPD and Astrid too that will be hard. I mean, probably funny to blog about later, but pretty debilitating just before two weeks of solo parenting.
I'd probably brutally force her to lie there all alone, really, if I really had to do it all on my own. But so far she's not afraid of the dentist, in spite of something like 12 fillings, and we'd like to keep it that way.
Keep repeating: the new job is not like the old job, it will be possible to book leave. The new job is not like the old job. The new job is not like the old job.
Ho hum.
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Date: 2010-09-10 05:56 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-09-10 11:02 am (UTC)I've had a filling post birth while breastfeeding Holly at the same time. The things we do to placate our children ...