16 June 2016 to 15 July 2016
I have had an interesting few weeks.
My daughter has developed a strong America accent. She’s always been very good at mimicking the American children on YouTube. It’s cute and she always got a good reaction, so she has always played to her audience. Now, the accent is there all the time. I’m going with it. I have however limited her time on YouTube and started recording programmes like “Postman Pat”, and “Thomas the Tank Engine”.
H: “Mummy, what’s the Fat Controller?”
M: “The Fat Controller is the Manager of the railway, sweetie”
H: “What’s a Manager?”
M: “He tells Thomas and the other trains where to go and what to do”
H: “What does that mean?”
M: “The Fat Controller will say, “Thomas you go here and Henry, you go there””
H “You must go to the toilet?”
M: “Err, sort of”
H:” Mummy, are you the Fat Controller?”
Work wise, we have found replacement cover for Sarah’s maternity leave. She’s a friend, she’s an amazing lawyer and she’s fun. Hurrah, I am a genius (and luckily for us, so is she)
As a business we are now fully prepared for the maternity leave to start. It makes me smile to think that Sarah is about to join the crazy club and she doesn’t know it. She won’t even begin to understand what that entails until she’s in it.
My lung function is improving. We have some way to go, but I’m being good. H loved meeting the liaison nurse when she visited the house. After a few minutes of hiding behind her chair, she decided she would join in. She found her Doc McStuffins and Peppa Pig doctor sets and provided a demonstration. “Now your turn” she said, in her perfect American twang, offering out the stethoscope.
I am managing all drugs, nebulisers and physiotherapy before and after work. I definitely feel the benefit, which is good because, we are experiencing a further influx of work in the office, which is fantastic, but it takes some keeping on top of.
It has meant that I have had to sacrifice my day off for a few weeks. H has had an extra day at nursery on those occasions and she has enjoyed it but on every occasion I have found it really difficult to walk away. The first time I couldn’t stop the tears as I closed the car door and switched on the engine. Five minutes of Barbra Streisand’s “Miss Marmelstein” from “I Can Get It For You Wholesale” and “Who’s Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf” (…seriously, it makes me smile) and the promise of a bacon sandwich at my desk and I was fine.
The extra work means that I will be able to buy a small car. Hubby and I currently share a car, which requires organisation. My plan is to buy something small, just for me. In my head it will smell of flowers and will always be clean. I will play only my favourite music (and maybe the “Disney Princess Collection” for H) and we will go to exciting places together on Mummy Day. The thought makes me smile. It’s worth it. H will benefit.