Friday 18 January 2013

Winter has arrived...

Today winter 2013 arrived, the forecasters have been going on about snow all week, we did have a little on Monday morning, Mikey got very excited that it was 'Nowing' but wasn't too impressed when his hand came into contact with some of the white stuff. Hopefully tomorrow we will have slightly longer/more contact with the stuff...

I had a job interview this morning, I tried to be enthusiastic and excited, but it was tough when I got no reaction from one of the interviewers. The more I tried to involve her etc the less feedback/reaction I got. I haven't had any feedback from them yet, but I have decided not to think about it anymore and enjoy my weekend with my family, they are the important people in my life right now.

Mikey's speech therapy is continuing, so far we have had 2 sessions and I have noticed a major reduction in tantrums since we started. He must feel he can communicate with us more easily so doesn't need to yell, scream and kick out so much! He has been a really good boy this week and I am seriously impressed, he has been moved around to various people while I've been trying to see Dr's, register with agencies and go for interviews - and he has just accepted it without any problems or worse. Hopefully we are on the way to 'produce' a happy, well adjusted little boy - which is my aim right now!

This evening the BBC encouraged the typical English panic over the few flakes of snow we can expect. Fiona Bruce advised we mat get 'up to 25cm' in seriously shocked and hushed tones...a friend has posted a photo of snow along a road in Norway, the snow is higher than a coach parked on the road, and the BBC are worried about 25cm....You would have though that seeing as we have had snow each winter since 2009 we would have learnt how to deal with the stuff, the usual English attitude of ignore it and it might not happen really isn't going work or help us deal with what is starting to become our regular winter weather!!

This is a tad shorter than I intended...we saw Les Mis last night and I didn't get to sleep early enough. The film was amazing, and Anne Hathaway really deserves an Oscar. She is only on screen for about 15 minutes in the whole film, but when she started singing 'I Dreamed a Dream' I had tears streaming down my face and there was no way I could stop them, I did manage to pull myself together until the end of the film, than the challenge was not to sob. I really want to see it again, so it will be on my Amazon Wish List asap!!!

Saturday 5 January 2013

Can we start again?

So far 2013 has not been exactly fun or successful. New Years Eve and the 1st were both OK and I loved the fireworks from London and the look back over everything that has happened last year was suitably emotional and I was happy snuffling to myself whilst downing my sparkling Grape Juice...considering the number of bottles of the alcoholic stuff we have I do wish my other half liked it as I probably could do a bottle on my own, but the following day I would be in hibernation threatening death to anyone making a noise!

On the 2nd Mikey was back with Debbie and after I took him up there the decision was made to take the tree etc down. I started with Andy's help to get the lights off and then started trying to take everything else off in some kind of sensible order! I was fine with the stuff at the top, but bending down to the bottom was leaving me feeling a tad dizzy for some reason (and I didn't have the option of blaming a  hangover) Between us the tree was undressed and dismantled and 'normal' ornaments retrieved and the Christmas ones carefully packed away. Once that we done I headed for Sainsbury's to get a few things we wanted/needed.

As I drove there my head was spinning a bit, I just assumed I was getting hungry as it was after 11 and I'd missed out on breakfast as usual! I parked the car not too far from the entrance, as Mikey wasn't with me I was around the front, not in the parent/child spaces - a lucky move as it turned out! I went across a zebra grossing and the dizzy feeling started as I was nearly across, I could see the bollards on the other side and was aiming for one of those to grab onto to stay upright. As I thought I had got to one I reached out for it as it all went dark and I ended up on my hands and knees - feeling decidedly wobbly and rather sick, seasickness has nothing on the feeling I was experiencing right then. The next thing was a very helpful Store assistant was helping me up and insisting I sit down for a while to recover... Heaven only knows what sort of state I looked as the entrance was at that point was whizzing around my head - or at least that is how it looked to me! I would like to point out that I had asked Andy to go with me, something I don't usually do, but he was too busy.  One of the supervisors appeared and asked if I wanted an ambulance...by that time I'd got to the 'feeling bloody stupid' state and the last thing I wanted was to spend hours in A&E for a couple of bruises. So I thanked her and then decided a trolley should help keep me upright so headed into the store as Andy would still need lunch and milk etc. Luckily I had made a list for once, so I managed to get everything I wanted plus a Disney Junior comic plus a couple more cars (that were in the sale) for a certain young man. My luck continued at the self checkout as it decided to be as contrary as possible and I ended up with my own employee convincing the machine to work!

I had sent Andy a message telling him what had happened, and I was lucky that the roads home were fairly quiet as by the time I got home my head was spinning, he appeared shortly after I had parked (I am so pleased my space is straight ahead as you drive into the car park) and carried the bags in, so I just limped after him with a decidedly painful gait. My right knee felt worse so I went up stairs to check out the damage. I had stuck a pair of trousers on so at least my knees were protected as if I'd cut them getting them to stop now is quite a job thanks to the blood thinning drugs I'm on, but both knees were swelling up nicely and various other parts were throbbing and not feeling how I thought they should! since then I've found that my right elbow and the bottom joints of the fingers on my right hand are all rather bruised and painful and the base of my left thumb is also a little tender...this morning my knees still look extremely bruised, than goodness for the good old fall back of thick black tights! Mikey has also decided that the best way to make Mummy feel better is to hug her around her knees, very sweet - but it does have the effect of almost putting me into orbit with the pain, but he does mean well and it is very cute!!

Yesterday was another bad day...it started up with a rather upset stomach and ended with a phone interview where I feel they decided I'm likely to go off and have another baby...Stupidly I told them my date of birth when they asked - which I believe is actually an illegal question to ask a female candidate.

So based on 2013 so far I would like to stop and either start again...or maybe skip 2013 and move straight onto 2014. 

Tuesday 1 January 2013

2013

I must be getting older...the years are whizzing past far too quickly now, my baby is 3 in 6 months time, how did that happen (I have enjoyed making the most of loads of cuddles over Christmas, he normally is far to busy to bother cuddling Mummy)

New Years Eve was very quiet for us - probably a good thing as I have a lovely cough and my voice seems to be playing hide and seek. My first resolution is to feel 'normal' again, whatever normal turns out to be for me!! Mikey went u to bed at his normal time but didn't appear to be in any real sleep ready mood! He kept filling his cot with everything he could reach and claimed at one point that his football book (complete with sound effects) was essential to his going to sleep! I thin he was asleep by 10 (ish) but woke up this morning full of beans! Tomorrow he goes back to Debbie, it is going to seem very odd not to have him around.

Andy is still off tomorrow so I have been advised the decorations are coming down. I always hate this as it seems far too dark and depressing without them. I keep threatening to put some fairy lights somewhere in here to help keep my spirits up and right now it is really tempting...

Next week Mikey starts his speech therapy, his speech has improved but he has just come out with quite a long statement in 'Mikey' and I honestly don't have a clue what he has said, but it does sound like it all means something important - in fact you can tell when he is saying something really important as it gets repeated over and over. He must be getting rather frustrated at Mummy's inability to understand what he wants or needs and respond as he would like.

The Christmas tree has more or less survived, there are a few decorations that caught his imagination, but eventually he learnt to leave them on the tree, I'll have to have a hunt for some of the hangers as the decorations didn't always go back on the hangers!! Next year I would love a real tree..but no doubt that won't be allowed :(

It is safe to say that the youngest Zerfahs has loved Christmas, he mastered parcel opening with ease, OK - not always his parcels, but he loved it! I think he also enjoyed seeing Grandparents from both sides - he wasn't always sure which ones we were talking about, but once he was on the way he quickly worked it all out!! He has also face timed his family who were visiting Mickey in Florida and chatted with various people on the phone. My baby is growing up too fast!!