Thank you to those of you that have popped me a message, checking in on me recently. I know I’ve dropped off some of the fb groups recently and become a little bit of a hermit as going out is just too much of a struggle, so thank you for being in touch!
Here’s a bit of a catch up of the last few weeks.
Many of you know I have a baby that wasn’t sleeping. He’s doing much better now and generally sleeps 7.30-5.30. We have the occasional night where he’ll “meep” throughout the night, but getting him back to sleep is just a case of lying him in his tummy, patting his back and before you know it, he’s pulled his knees up, rolled on his side and is out for the count. He wakes for his feed around 5-5.30 and dozes in my arms for another hour. It’s my favourite part of our day, just me and him, no distraction, sweet smelling hair against my face to kiss, a sleeping little boy snuggled in my arms. It’s perfect. Problem is, I’ve now developed a pretty decent bout of insomnia and spend much of my night awake, thinking that it’s not worth going to sleep as baby will probably wake me in a minute… well done kid, you’ve broken mommy.
A couple of weeks ago I had a concern that my oldest boy might have hearing problems. I booked him into the audiology clinic and we got a sneaky afternoon off school to go and get his lug holes checked. I explained to the lady what my concerns were, that joe doesn’t hear me, frequently mishears me and was getting into trouble for not doing as he was told. So there we are, sat in a little room with my lad wearing earphones and holding a ‘clicker’ for when he hears the sounds. Well, blow me down, he’s only got flipping perfect hearing, hasn’t he? Turns out the toe rag doesn’t have ‘hearing problems’, it’s purely rubbish listening skills he’s got! Little monkey.
Roll on to last week. As I was driving home from Tuesday afternoon school pick up, it suddenly went very bright with that lovely, low winter sun. My vision suddenly developed a shadow that covered the peripheral vision of my right eye. It was so strange. It was like looking through a tube made of cling film, in that I could stil see everything, but it was faded out and darker towards the edges – in one eye! During the evening it got better – until I put on our bright spot lights the next morning and I realised it hadn’t gone, it was just disguised by darker light! So this hung around for a few days and by the weekend was all but gone. Needless to say I booked in for an eye test (which I had today) and Im pleased to say that although I have the medical history of a 98 year old, my eyes have perfectly fine vision! No specs needed here.
Then there was the dentist. I’ve always been very fortunate that teeth and eyes never let me down, but since I was pregnant, I’ve had really sensitive teeth. In fact they just hurt. All the time. Turns out I’ve started grinding my teeth! I’ve worn down the surface of my teeth, causing them to get sensitive. The dentist intimated it is probably stress related (fancy that) and promptly shoved putty into my gob and is arranging a very fetching gum shield for me.
I am the epitome of night time chic, what with a gum shield and my recent insistence of wearing a headscarf in bed to protect my curls a la glamorous pin-up girl style… turns out I can’t pull off pin-up. More shabby chic really…