The week was a challenging one. I have had a cold for a couple of weeks, some days worse than others, many times I thought it had gone, then it came back. Then I just gradually got worse and worse. On Tuesday and Wednesday nights even my bones ached. Just laying in bed was painful. Then I got tonsillitis. Eventually I saw a GP and got antibiotics. The tonsillitis is going but my digestive system is not entirely happy with the antibiotics so I'm still not feeling great.
It's been interesting though in many ways. BB and I have been pretty much stuck in the house with only each other for company for 4 days straight. I thought he'd go stir crazy with cabin fever, especially as I was far from being the best mum I can be for most of that time. That hasn't happened though. In fact the opposite is true really, he has been great and we have been able to catch up on time together. I was recently on a course for 2 days and then locked in my office doing assignments for two days when DD came last so we have missed each other a bit lately. I think we're caught up now. He was very caring too and got his doctor kit out several times to make me better.
I have also been going to bed with him at 7pm for nearly a week as I have been so tired and sick. It seems to have sorted out his sleep. We have been in a phase where he wants to drop his nap, but sometimes fell asleep in the car, after which he couldn't get to sleep at night. Now though we are in a rhythm of being asleep by 7pm and waking up about 7.30 am. It's great! I hope it lasts.
I think I might stick with the early bed for myself a few nights a week too. I can read, catch up on my social media and blog from my phone if I need. I think I'll be less likely to get distracted and stay up late, and therefor be better rested and more productive in the day - and a better mum! It's worth testing the theory at least.
The week had also been challenging in other ways. On Wednesday, about 10 mins after BB and I got out of the car, a huge ridge tile from the very top of my roof came flying off in the wind, bounced on my car a few times and then landed right next to the drivers door. So the car and the house need some serious repairs, but at least we'd made it safely into the house before it fell.
I also managed to read the last book for my ToddlerCalm training whilst reclining on the sofa, and so my assignments are now all done. The last book was Playful Parenting by Lawrence Cohen. It felt a shame to read it whilst I was feeling less than playful, but actually gave me some ideas that I could manage even in that state. We got particularly in to pushing with hands on hands and feet on feet as a bit of a wrestling game. It made BB giggle a lot and allowed him to expend some energy whilst being trapped in the house.
I am pleased the assignments are done. Now I just have to prepare all my courses and workshops, once that's done I can breathe again. I have definitely been burning the candle at both ends for the last few months, but once it's all set up I think it will mean I have a lot more free, quality time with BB than do now, or did before this all started as I should be aw to earn money during the day whe he is at nursery and not have to do so much when he's here.
The current feeling on the chickens v climbing frame debate is falling in the favour of a climbing frame. I do think that will be better for BB. He loves the outdoors and is constantly climbing on and hanging off everything in the house. I let him do this without any worries at all as I know he needs to do it, but it would be better if had a purposefully designed place to do it!
Another reason for the climbing frame is that it will mean the garden becomes more "normal", which means more appealing to someone else who might want to buy or rent our house in the future. Although I decided not to move just yet I'm still not feeling really settled. Putting the chook run back into the garden feels like it is adding to the readiness to up and go if I want to.
I know the "inclement" weather has a lot to do with it, but I have spent a lot of time thinking about going back to Australia in the last few weeks. It is what I really want deep down. Trouble is my family and DD and PP would be staying here and that would be hard on all of us. But I do really feel that it will mean a better life for BB and I in so many other ways. It's a tough one, though the fact that we managed so well stuck in the house with me as a sick mum, during the terrible storms, gave me confidence that we could survive on Australia by our selves. I did find myself on the Alice springs steiner school website again today too...
Which brings me to another thing. School. The closer it gets, the more I think about it, the more I learn about what children need at the age of 4 and the more bullshit that comes out of the mouth of our education minister, the more I don't want BB to go to school here. I know I have been saying that for a long time, but I really mean it even more now. At least not when he has just turned 4 - It's too young! Children of that age need to play! I really need to investigate some alternatives I think. I'm not convinced that I could homeschool and still manage to earn us an income. Also BB is really sociable so needs interaction of some kind - but not in a classroom doing national curriculum maths!
Anyway, that was a lot of rambles, I still have more but it's sleep time. Must cherish that. I'm gonna press publish and then probably gaze at this in horror in the morning, but hey ho!
Here's BB in his dinosaur suit that his auntie sent from "the bodia" (Cambodia)
Night night!
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