Im confused as i know there are more posts on this thread than I can see on this page. It ends with Knotty asking 'ave you got any longpigs' and i know there were posts after that. yet it is telling me this is the last page.
Oh well.
I'm on my computer a I am working. So taking the oppo to type a longer missive than usual.
drspouse so where are you going to start looking for dc2? How long could it take? How old will he/she be?
bbd your back situation and absent DH sounds tough. I hope you are bearing up. I hope this isn't a stupid question but have you got family nearby? Make sure you go to bed early and eat well? Can you treat yourself to something really nice like a spa day, or even a dip at the local municipal pool and its sauna. I never do things like that - first one in years when I have my hen do - but they are very restorative if you can organise it and throw yourself into it.
As I can't see the latest updates I shall do an epic AFM.
My sis, who you may remember I had some tensions with, has got the minipill for her PMT. I sort of doubt it's PMT but the fact that she has named a mental problem, and actually done something about it, outweighs the accuracy issue. We are getting on much better. Her kids seem happier.
My little somelette is too gorgeous. I was listening to Beyonce Rise Up (a serious serious power ballad) with her the other day:
Rise up little woman/
I see you in me
And I just started weeping with joy. She looked at me very curiously, did a quizzical expression we refer to in our house as 'Full Mel Smith'. She has never seen tears on an adult before.
DS is so out of that magical supernatural beauty of babyhood phase its crazy. He is Grubby Little Boy. There is something diminishing about growing older as you become more ordinary. Babies are just so beautiful it feels like a dream.
But then he is kind or articulate or helpful or funny or wins an argument with me or starts a really interesting conversation about time or can virtually fry his own egg. It's lower octane magic but its still magic, and requires a lot less effort from me!
He is doing fine at school and seems to be socially a bit of a butterfly but just has fun with everybody and anybody.
My mum's cancer has come back but again, its mild, it can be treated and there is no reason to think she won't live with it for really quite some time. Although we can't be certain.
Ok I will stop as I have to get back to work.
hugs to all you good people.
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