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Is this a joke?

Two weekends ago my child was sick, he didn't go to nursery on Thursday or Friday.  He was feeling better and happy by Sunday.  He had a few great days during the week, sleeping all night and waking up happy and even started not crying when I dropped him off at nursery, but then...Friday night we had a fever and a cough.  We have a three day weekend, where I was hoping we could go swimming and do fun outdoor activities, but instead we had a sick child again.  This feels like an awful life joke. As soon as the weekend comes my child is sick and as soon as he's feeling better we have to send him back to nursery.  The nursery teachers get to potentially see the best of my child, but I only get a glimpse of it, if I'm lucky.  How is this even remotely fair?  How does this even make sense!? Logically, this is good, at least he's not sick during the week when my husband and I have to work.  I know he's building his immune system.  We do get to ...

Just get used to it!

When I walk into my quite, lonely house, as I've just dropped off my son at nursery school, I sudden feel a wave of guilt washing over me.  I work full-time from home, which I have been doing for over a year now, but for the first year of my sons life he was cared for by his grandparents in my home.  I have my own spacious home office, with multiple monitors set up, printer, and even a TV, but for the last three weeks, I've been unable to work there.  I remain in my living room, near the kitchen, near the breakfast nook, near my sons playroom, the playroom he spent most of his time when he was cared for at home.  My husband and I had to unexpectedly put our son, Euan, in nursery three weeks ago, because of an unexpected family situation. Since then, everyday I take him to his school, my heart breaks a little.  When I was three months pregnant we picked out Euan's nursery.  My husband, Andy, and I visited multiple places knowing that an infant slot at a nu...