Hi everyone
I woke up this morning feeling almost human for the first time in I cant remember how long! Sorted through all the washing, myself, and got two loads in, on, and out to dry. I know this'll sound like nothing to you all, but I hate every second that I have to watch my poor mum, or someone else do these things for me.
So i felt a great sense of achievement. SO good, that i walked... yes WALKED... all the way ( a good 10-15 minute walk) to the swings with Izzy. She LOVED it SO much. which made me feel ultra guilty and tearful that I can't do it with her more often.... She laughed and giggled and smiled the whole time. Then we walked back slowly, with her getting very confused with her emotions, part the way she screamed as I had put her in her buggy, then she smiled alot, then she clapped for a bit and fell asleep!
Tea time, I made and cooked us some home made chicken burgers. I really enjoyed being able to actually cook too. She ate half of one and chucked everything else over the edge, whilst staring me straight in the eyes... ... needless to say i was a bit peeved with her! Dh has been working again, this weekend. We did talk a few times though, so didn't feel as lonely as I usually do.
I cleaned the whole kitchen, washed up and have put izzys nappies in to wash and dry. I've TOTALLY overdone it, and am suffering now, but still feel great that Ive done so much today. Just taken some morphine and am not moving an inch until it starts to work. even sitting typing is hurting me now. shit.
Oh well, a good day all until now.
I also have a DH who tells me, at times, that he goes back to work and enjoys the peace, and being able to sleep all night... and he's only here for 2-3 days a week!!! Silly selfish arse. Makes me fume I can tell you!