Run ragged
Saturday, September 16th, 2006Seems that tom really gave Julies brother a run for his money as he got them all up at half 5 this morning!! Just after lunch today we collected kyle & bridie as it was bridies birthday on friday….happy birthday brides. We then made our way over to collect tom. Next stop was home to get the kids sorted, let Bridie open her presents and of course blow the candles on the cake. Then it was back to hospital to see what danny had been up to while we were away, he’d been very settled and once the staff changeover was finished we were off again, this time to take the kids to their nan & grandads, my mum an dad’s. Bridie of course was in her element as she was given evan more presents to open, and evan more so when she was asked if she wanted to stay at my sisters, auntie wendy, which needless to say she did. So when we finally got Tom settled, reluctantly I may add, we dropped Bridie off at my sisters then off back to the hospital again.
Monday was Tom’s day for going to Julie’s Aunty, or as Tom calls her Nan Nan Sue. That boy has talent, I mean he really does, he’s really learnt how to work Sue for what he wants. He knows that if he doesn’t eat his dinner then rather than see him hungry Sue will let him have some crisps or other sundries but Tom was in for a real shock today. We told Sue that if he doesn’t eat dinner then he doesn’t get anything else as he’s just junking out. As stressed out as Sue was she did it bless her and he didn’t eat all day until I got him home. However, yesterday when he went there again he threw a strop when he asked for crisps and was once again told no, but when lunch time he eat his dinner some mashed spuds and other stuff then later on had some jam on toast which really pleased Sue as his eating really does worry her. As I said to her before, he’ll never starve himself his just trying to work it. Nice one Sue.
When we got back from the hospital this evening I had a little reminder of how, not difficult but how awkward it is being a “single parent”. When we got back Tom was absolutely shattered so he went straight to bed and straight to sleep. When I got back downstairs and realised we’d got no milk, something simple as milk. This meant breakfast was going to be a problem as they all eat cereal and since all three of the kids are just plain awkward toast just wasn’t going to cut it somehow. This got me thinking to all of the other things that are difficult when you live alone with kids. I used to go out on my bike for an hour after Tom was in bed but again can’t be done without a sitter and having one everynight would just be outrageous. Popping round to visit friends again you have a “curfew” as you