Can I just come on here and moan? I'm sat here in tears wondering how the hell I'm going to get through the next 9+ weeks of work. I know we're all suffering so feel bad coming on here and moaning but I can't really moan to dh as he looks at me all blank as he hasn't got a clue! The groin pain I can tolerate now I've had work done on my pelvis but I'm feeling so so weak, lightheaded and now have swelling up to my knees and can feel it when I walk.
Sorry for the moan, just needed to vent!! Wed & Thurs are my worse days as I start earlier (that bit doesn't bother me so much) and it's lots more carrying (the other days I have new tiny baby so she's dead easy to carry). It's pick up 11 month old, put in car, pick up 13 month old (HEAVY!), put in car, park at school, get them out and in pram, walk ds to school. Get them back (ouot of breath pushing them!), lift both into car. Get home, nappy change for both, up the stairs twice with each one . About 45 mins later, get both up, possible nappy changes again, both dressed, shoes & coats on and both back in car. Both out of car and struggle to carry into group. Only there 45 mins - 1 hr due to naps (do snacks & bottle), back in car, out of car. Stuff off, rush to make lunch, lift into highchairs and give them lunch. Both chuck stuff on floor and tip cups upside down to see who can get the most water in highchair trays, do dessert, clean up, lift both out, change nappies (each change makes me feel sooo squished inside from bending), brace myself for picking them both up once in growbags and getting them back upstairs , one by one put them upstairs for nap, spend naptime trying to recover from lifting both upstairs + tidying up, spraying highchairs, picking food off floor, cleaning kitchen and making lunch. Scoff food then time to get them up again, nappy change x 2 then back in car for first school run....then 2nd school run. Get home, snacks for older ones, bottle for 13 month old then straight onto heating both 1 yr olds dinners. Spoonfeed both at same time, do dessert, clean up and rush to put ds's dinner on. Then once all gone, desperate to sit down but so much to clear up. Once that's done I do what I'm doing now, collapse in heap and wonder how on earth I'll get through tomorrow!!!
God, what a right old moan. I'm so so grateful for my little bubba and wouldn't change it for the world, just happy he's ok after all the scares at the beginning. It's just this job isn't agreeing with me right now
Now shoot me, I know full well I'm not the only one and I feel like I'm just wallowing right now, don't know what's wrong with me!!