Following what has felt like the most stressful fortnight of my life, the Doctor has now confirmed that our little man is finally ready to return to school. I can’t tell you how relieved I am to see him back to himself; hogging the television remote, cracking jokes and creating comics.
His school bag is now packed and we are more than ready to return to ‘the regular routine’. It’s been bizarre going out without him each day, I suppose it’s how it’ll be once he moves up to secondary school but for the time being, I feel far happier having him with me than without.…
I feel as if we’ve been confined to our four-wall fortress for the past week, though given that J isn’t feeling entirely himself at present, there’s very little else that we could do.
I’ve spent the past four days sat with J in his room playing games, reading books, watching movies and keeping him company whilst he convalesces.
Though we usually set time limits for tech, there has been nothing of the sort for our little soldier at present. Digital distractions have made this week so much easier for our little man and at present, I’m willing to go with whatever works!…
This time last week we were still gearing ourselves up for Christmas and less than a week later it’s all over. How did that happen?!
The kids have had the best Christmas, they were both spoilt rotten by family, friends and of course Santa. It was magical watching them both open their stockings, sacks, and piles of parcels on Christmas day, they were buzzing with excitement and so grateful for each and everything that they were given.
Our Little Pudding With Her Presents
Our Festive Fella With His Gifts
We’ve since unboxed, opened and played with almost every single item that they received and rest assured there are no excuses for boredom in the near future.…
With just two days to go before Christmas, the kids are (as we’d expected) bouncing off the walls with excitement.
This time last week, however, the kids were still busy rehearsing for their Christmas play, what was J’s last ever performance in Primary School.
Despite the lump in my throat, I managed to hold back most of the tears though let me assure me that it wasn’t easy. After seven years of watching my little man perform on the same stage, watching his final performance was somewhat emotional.
Our Little Elf
Both J & E rocked the stage, J was an ‘Evil Elf’ which suited him down to the ground, whereas his sister was a Super Bauble and she bauble-warbled like a pro!…
I’m not sure how but I managed to make it through the day with what I suspect may well be a slipped disc. As you can imagine, I’m in a fair amount of pain but with the help of paracetamol, I pushed on through.
Despite my exhaustion, I continued with the daily chores of cleaning shoes, washing out lunch boxes, sorting school bags and getting the house into order before the hubby came home.
Somewhere between vacuuming the living room and intending to put the white load on, I sat down for a moment and just like that – I was flat out!…