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For the first time since I got my sinus thing, the dining room floor has been hoovered. Yeaurch. Linnea is outside playing in the mud, because the rain has stopped. The temperature in here has dropped to 23C and the Tadpole reacts very, very strongly to thunder. However, the storm has released something, and I feel far more human. It's not blazing sun anymore. Linnea and I may even go out later, to the charity shops and perhaps on the bus to the central library.

Hoovering and the antibiotics have conspired to make me queasy. Also, perineal massage is a whole new level of complicated when one has a rectocele sitting in there. It's a little frightening to try, in fact. Feels like there's a gap in the muscle there still, under the skin - though I suppose it could just be that there's hard scar tissue everywhere else and what I think is a gap is normal soft muscle.

I need to put the paddling pool out to fill with rainwater, assuming it rains some more later. It's supposed to. It's also supposed to max out at 27C today. Bliss :)

One of the cats has been sick in the actual food bowl. I daren't clean it up, since I'm pregnant and I have no idea what the cat might be sick of. Sunstroke seems likely. Even staying indoors, Linnea and I have both had upset stomachs from the weather. We went out after 5:30 pm yesterday and it was so bright that she buried her face in my chest and I felt my sunburn beginning to tingle.

My Boots Advantage Card arrived, so I've sorted out all the free stuff vouchers, and if Linnea and I do venture into town we'll get some freebies.

There's a local preschool nursery thing that might let Linnea go part-time, only one or two mornings a week, starting in September. That might be quite good with a newborn. She adores creche but they won't always have a place, especially not in the early days of the new term. (Everything goes by terms as far as I can tell. I have no idea how families without a stay-home parent manage after the child is three - there seems to be a week-long break every other month).

He has grown a lot. When we first took him to the vet's they said he was very very small for his age, and amonth later they said he was a fine, healthy, good-sized cat. He has more than doubled what he eats in a day in the past month, too. And learned that the sound of the kettle boiling means that milk comes out of the fridge.