Back to school with a bit of a bump - more a slump than a bump in reality. Poor Izzy has had a bit of a rough week with some bug she picked up - the aftermath of the sick bug she had last week we think but who knows. She's been fine most mornings but then really tired in the afternoon and wracked with stomach pains by the evening. This meant another night of her in with me and Glenn in the spare room. Its one thing when your child is being physically sick - at least you feel you are doing some good when you are helping them. When its a stomach ache though it's horrible - I didn't feel I was doing anything at all other than being sympathetic... which at 2am, 3am and 4am is perhaps the best you can hope for...particularly when I have to go to work in the morning!
Thank goodness by Thursday she was past the worst of it and the difference was noticeable - suddenly the noise level in the house was back to normal with a constant 'transmit' of thought and speech from her - very nice to hear again!
As you can see from the photos we have also been buying ski-wear for those of us that need it for the holiday in March. Despite us buying most of Izzy's in a size 7-8 it's all still too big for her.. I'm sure she will grow soon! We went underwear shopping last week and I bought her size 8-9 pants and they fell off her - it's ridiculous! On the other end of the spectrum we bought Abi new wellies this week and they fit me perfectly! she's almost as tall as me now and has taken to stealing my t-shirts and PJ bottoms. I can safely assume that nothing is safe from here on in! We managed to get all of what e needed for the kids in one shop, I have Audrey's stuff from their French working winter that never was, and Glenn has picked up most of what he needs as well so I'm hoping that's it. I need to sort ski lessons for me as well (the kids will have theirs with the school) so we should be pretty much admin free for the trip from here on in. We'd better all enjoy it - its not cheap kitting a whole family out for cold weather. The girls are both nervous - they don't know what to expect - and I'm nervous because I don't know if everyone (Glenn more than anyone) will enjoy the holiday. it wasn't my suggestion so if they don't, its not on my head.
This week I managed to sort another of my new year resolutions which was to start a yoga class. I'm pretty good on all the cardio and keeping generally fit, my 'get more sleep' campaign is still doing well given I'm now back to work, so the gap was to do something which helped with strength and suppleness. I've found a really lovely private yoga studio less than 10 mins from home and they do a Monday evening class so I've signed up. Monday was my first go and they assured me I'd be fine - " just try and keep up and if you cant do something don't worry..." I have to say that it kicked off and we went straight into it but it was great. I managed most of the moves - apart from the one where we were on hands and feet and then she said "just tighten your core, raise one leg and flip yourself over into a bridge...." - ha ha ha - not happening!! I could tell by the time we finished that I would be aching the following day but in a good way. I've been looking forward to going again all week. My Mondays off are just lovely - I'm having to do a bit of work but generally not much, and now that we've come to a sensible arrangement about keeping my hours at 90% but over 4 days I don't feel aggrieved when I do the odd call or email as I go.
Right, time to go - if I don't go to bed now I don't get enough time to fit the sleep in I'm aiming to get!! It does make the amount of time in the week that I get between kids lights going off and me going to bed about a nano-second, but it makes such a difference to how I feel.
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