This week must have been one of the longest ever. Last Thursday, we were bumbling along quite nicely. Things were busy but that was my own fault for taking too much on. Then on Friday, everything changed and it has been like regressing two years.
Going back in time
Two years ago, my husband had an accident on the way home from work. At the time, it didn’t seem like a big deal. His leg was broken, but he’d get over it. Fast forward two years and the leg is still broken. So on Friday, he had yet another operation to try to get it to heal. He’s not confident it’s going to work, but if it does then he avoids an even bigger operation, so it was worth a try.
But it has meant that he’s back on crutches. And I’m back to doing everything around the house and trying to fit in work as well. I don’t think any of us really realised how much the operation would put him back. I certainly hadn’t figured on the lack of sleep. I’m learning to function on five hours a night again, usually interrupted. On the plus side, I’m seeing the sunrise in the mornings and that’s always beautiful.
Luckily, we’re still managing to keep things normal for the girls and this time, I’ve been able to carry on working. But for anybody who happens to pop round, please excuse the state of the house. I’m doing my best!
A relaxing weekend
The one minor advantage of things being so chaotic here at the moment is that it has forced us to take it easy. So last weekend, we stopped running around doing exciting things. We took a step back, chilled out and spent some time at home. Libby did her homework and played the piano. They went to see their nan, went swimming, watched some television and we went for lunch at a local farm shop.
The chilled out pace of life has been long overdue. I must make the effort to schedule in more weekends like that, I think we all needed it.
Our Thursday photo #179
After lunch on Sunday, the girls played in the park and my husband and I sat on a bench watching them. We were discussing the fact that Libby always likes to be in charge and Lia just tries to ignore her when she’s being bossy. I could see that Lia was starting to get a bit cross and went over to try to calm them down. But as I walked over, Lia lost her temper.
So I did what every
terrible mother good blogger would do, and grabbed the camera. I love this week’s Thursday photo because this is real life. Two little girls who are the very best of friends. Except when they’re not.