Normal

Today has been like any other day!
Running mad after our troublesome little woman who has declared a war of will power, like any toddler she’s looking to see how naughty she can be without us telling her off
The new trick, the word NO has such a major affect on our daughter it causes her to cover her eyes and start slapping herself in the head! The first time I was so shocked I jumped to cuddle position and that’s set the new route of make mummy guilty but my foot is down! She proceeded to pull this move today and when I ignored her she stopped peeked out her one eye and threw herself on the floor legs kicking and screaming mummy mummy mummy, I just continued to mop the floor thinking...
"I WON THIS ONE"

Thoughts of surgery and spica cast are safely put to the back of our minds, more thought of packing suitcases for our wee trip away and finding the spare washing liquid as going to Tesco isn’t going to happen today. Sunshine weather and back garden is how it’s going to be...NO JESSIE DONT EAT THE ROCKS YUK YUK.

Bedtime has come and I am so thankful as I sit with a cuppa but now the thoughts start flooding into my mind, spica, chair, hospital why does news like "your child needs surgery never leave your brain for too long"
As I Google portable DVD players for girls and see some cute ones for reasonably cheap on eBay. We had planned to buy one for her Christmas but I need to get one now. Its not birthday or Christmas sure she will need it in hospital for her DVDs but does this class as spoiling. What the hell will I get her for Christmas now, the thoughts just keep coming I'm now thinking Christmas in May HELP ME!


Ok! mummy’s been bad. Since hearing the news I haven’t really looked after myself or my husband.

Other than getting dressed for work I haven’t got out my pj's other than my silent cries in the bath I haven’t washed straightened my hair or bothered to put make up on. I haven’t fulfilled my wifely duties or really paid attention to Steve other than to talk about Jessie situation. I have just been living in my thoughts and I know I need to STOP! So I sit here now smelling better and looking human again. I do wonder if any other mummy’s reacted in this way.