I’ve been feeling depressed over the last couple of days so I haven’t posted. There’s no particular reason just a blanket of darkness over me where every little thing seems so big. I cried because a little girl at pre school called my little boy naughty, that’s how out of proportion every is getting. Today’s been better. After getting myself nervous about my driving lesson it actually went really well, putting me on a high for the rest of the day. I’ve even decided to put a proposal together to apply for a career development opportunity and funding for a project close to my heart, which is providing library services and activities for children with autism and other special needs.
Hubby goes to the big hospital in Hull tomorrow for an appointment at the sleep clinic about his snoring and suspected sleep apnea. If they can give him some advice on improving the whole snoring thing, that would help me so much. It’s no wonder I feel so tired and grumpy all the time as he’s keeping me awake all night snuffling like a warthog. And I feel mean nudging him awake to push him onto his side but the down side to his ileostomy bag is that as the night wears on it feels up with gas like a big balloon and kind of pushes him over to my side. I have to be careful not to push him back too hard….bag explosions in the night are not fun….I know this from experience. I never expected these conundrums in my life.
Tomorrow is back to school day….and while I’m looking forward to the peace and quiet during the day I know it’ll bring a while new set of challenges. If my eldest can stay out of trouble and the youngest just cope I’ll be a happy mummy bunny.
Off My Broomstick 