DD1 has just shat herself in my bed. I cleaned it up with a cloth, changed her nappy and told her to sleep on the other side of the bed and will change the sheets afterwards. I blame the cake, she only had a little bit but it was very rich.
Still having to dose DD2 with paracetamol to settle her and get her to eat. She keeps chewing on her bottom lip.
Went outside to get some fresh air and the cat came mewing up to me and deposited a mouse at my feet then looked up at me all proud like. The dog then came up and took the mouse, biting into it which made a mess, then ate it.
As he is still vomiting up bits of stuff that he ate the other night I am now looking forward to having to clean up vomit with partially digested mouse in it.
I would like to have a nap now but I have the work conversation from this morning going round and round in my head, and the house smells of shit. It is raining and windy so I can't open the windows.
As I had a bit of a minor meltdown this morning DH has decided I am not coping, and should go back to work, but this morning's conversation with boss was so cold and weird that it would be awful to go back there. I checked at the creche how much it would be for both children full time and she said 2,600? a month. That's a lot of money.
While i was picking up DD1 from the creche the dog decided to use the sofa as a doormat for his muddy paws. The mouse killing cat is now sat on the changing mat using her bloody mouth to clean herself.
DH has just emailed to say he will be very late back, will I be OK? Well, I kind of have to be.
And now LO is waking up again. And I haven't had lunch. At the end of next week DD1 won't be going to creche anymore and I will have noth of them plus pets at home with me full time.
I don't know how I feel about that.