What am I going to do? Well my plans have been disrupted somewhat by DH coming home slightly early with a severe headache (v unusual), then MIL phoning from Ireland at 6 pm to say dd1 age 5 has had a headache, that ended up with her being taken to GP then hospital for observation and dosing with calpol, which seemed a bit beyond granny (I think she is losing it), then being okayed and sent home to arrive at 11:30 pm. I concluded that had I been with her, she would have been dosed up with Calpol at the first complaint, and Neurofen if Calpol didn't work, (and then straight to hospital if that failed) and it would have been clear that she did not need a visit to hospital. So much for a nice half-term break for her, and Gran! but she is fine now. So I guess the "relatives solution" is really coming to an end for us.
The next 3 days I have to look after dd2, so I won't be seeing any professional person, unless it is a policeman because I have killed her, or DH. that was a joke, btw. DH will either be still sick or working like a dog to make up for being off sick yesterday and today. If I say anything at all he will get sicker, I know from experience, so I will try to keep things on an even keel so he will feel up to babysitting this evening while I go to my 2nd ever meditation class. MAJOR breakthrough, going out to do something I WANT to do, for me.
Also I have decided to line up a string of potential babysitters, and go out more in the evenings after doing my penance OOPS having a lovely few hours with my charming dds. You need to understand that it has taken very long for the penny to drop that DH is not going to help significantly in our household in the evenings anymore, and cannot be relied upon to come home in time for me to have an outing. I have interviewed a babysitter/housekeeper who seemed nice and once I get her refs she is probably hired, though she is only available on Mondays. It is now clear that I am physically incapable of doing many things I used to and that is permanent since it is a year since my major spinal surgery. I am not bloody cleaning with what little strength I have left. So working on LIVING IN THE MOMENT is the order of the day for me too wsywig. nooka I think what got me into the mess really was one person at work who has had a brilliant au pair who she pays nothing, for SEVEN YEARS, (and both kids in school)! I found out the hard way that this is exceptional, and had the bad luck to get nanny burnout (where you can't bear the thought of the creatures in your house) from several bad experiences in a row.