Well, now I've seen it all. I hobbled over the road to the park for son 1's "sports activity day" but there were no winners or losers. What!! One of the reasons it was annoying was that it was (a) a bit boring and (b) my son is really good at running and (c) I had spent 10 minutes hobbling over the road (normally takes 3 mins) to see his first sports day which I envisaged would be like the ones I had at school. The school he goes to is a bit caring and sharing which is normally nice but I wanted to scream out his name as his took part in a race.
It was nice to catch up with some other parents after being away for 2 weeks but still.....
Other gossip was that my youngest brother got engaged to his v.trendy girlfriend (omg what shall I wear to the wedding?) which I didn't think would ever happen. She's the type of person who has their photo taken for sunday supplement fashion sections to show what quirky / trendy stuff people are wearing on the streets of London. I'm breaking out in a sweat thinking about what I could wear to the wedding. Suggestions gratefully received.
Thursday, 8 July 2010
Tuesday, 6 July 2010
Back from hols and into hospital
Back from hols at the weekend and straight into having my knee fixed today ( I hope). This involved lots of complicated childcare arrangements and last minute favours (I love other parents - I would be lost without doing the school run).
Had to be at the hospital at 7am so found myself drying my hair with the car heater in the hospital car park (classy or innovative?). In the waiting room at there was lots of other older people (60+) waiting to have their knees fixed (apparently shouldn't have so much wear and tear at my age). They all had partners accompanying but I went on my own, not sure if I looked sad or empowered. Hubbie came and picked me up when I was feeling v.sick from the aesthetic, then puked as the physio came in. My hubbie was so sweet trying to keep my hair out of my sick (and it wasn't alcohol induced).
Now at home trying to sort out lastminute childcare as apparently can't walk son 1 to school or pick up the baby until end of the week. Don't think that will last but might change once the painkillers wear off.
Had to be at the hospital at 7am so found myself drying my hair with the car heater in the hospital car park (classy or innovative?). In the waiting room at there was lots of other older people (60+) waiting to have their knees fixed (apparently shouldn't have so much wear and tear at my age). They all had partners accompanying but I went on my own, not sure if I looked sad or empowered. Hubbie came and picked me up when I was feeling v.sick from the aesthetic, then puked as the physio came in. My hubbie was so sweet trying to keep my hair out of my sick (and it wasn't alcohol induced).
Now at home trying to sort out lastminute childcare as apparently can't walk son 1 to school or pick up the baby until end of the week. Don't think that will last but might change once the painkillers wear off.
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