midwife's muse

Another year, another............

The decorations are down, the tree has gone, Christmas is done and dusted for another year. Well, not quite cos I'm going to my sister's tomorrow being a very late Father Christmas, my excuse is that they were away over the Yuletide, and it has taken me until now to get what I was bidding for on E-Bay. Jack will be accompanying me on my visit as his Mummy is working and his Daddy is out 'wetting a baby's head'. I hope her house rabbits are prepared for the attentions of a loud toddler, he is going to love them.

Amy has acquired a new skill, she doesn't bottom shuffle, she bottom bounces. It is actually quite a discreet way of becoming mobile, watch her and she doesn't appear to move, look away for a minute and she is heading out of the room. My feminine, passive Grandaughter has become loud and capable of repelling Jack with one shove. I suppose it is necessary for her survival, and it ensures that he no longer takes her toys away.

The Christmas Fairy

My house is still an extremely cold place to be, the heating is still almost non-existant, the gas board think they may have it sorted in two weeks, although the price goes up every time we speak to an engineer, inflation is soaring in the household energy field. They know they have us 'over a barrel', it gets to the point where you would pay anything just to feel warm again.

Hopefully I have juggled my off-duty so I have got 6 days off work, bliss. It has been so busy, babies being born, full clinics and students requiring assessments completing, that 9 hour plus days have become the norm. Last night I was trying to decide whether I should go off-sick with swollen glands, my painful wrist ( Hubby's therapy has not worked), or just throw myself down the stairs and hope that I just sustained a bad sprain rather than break my neck. I realised that this was all a bit pathetic but, that since I was standing at the top of the stairs at the time seriously estimating where I would land should I jump, I really needed to reorganise things slightly and allow me to regain my sense of proportion. I'm feeling far more positive now, so my ploy has worked.

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