Well its another new day.. yippeeee do da! can you hear the sarcasm? It’s gonna be a long day. My other miniature human now has the vomiting bug so i’ve had about three hours sleep, a poorly child and a very active bored toddler. Yep, one of those days where i wish i could clone myself or had more hands to help. How does everyone seem to manage these juggling acts so well when i seem to struggle. Husband swans off to work with a little skip in his step and today i don’t blame him. I think this house needs that little old lady from the film poltergeist to come in, clean it  (what with all the bugs and stuff we constantly acquire) then say in her little old shaky voice “this house is clean!”.   Am i doing something wrong here? is it our diet (highly likely! as the kids refuse anything remotely veg like!) or is it down to a stressed household. An unhappy mum who on the surface appears relatively normal but who is actually miserably drowning below. So far this year one of us has had bronchitis, one of us has broken a leg and had pins put in to stabilise it, one of us has had an ear infection, burst ear drum and grommets, one of us has had an operation on their private parts to fix a kink, one of us is constantly on antidepressants (guess who!) and another on medication to help bad reflux. Even the dog has needed stitches for a burst cyst plus the cone of shame to wrestle with.  Its been a hell of a year and that’s just the tip of the iceberg. Under all that is the constant pain that my marriage is failing, that my husband and i are drifting apart and have become strangers to each other.  There is more going on than I’m letting on, but i don’t feel comfortable revealing anymore than the above. Maybe i’m in denial? no, i think not. I know what the situation is and frankly it sucks big time.  So naturally as a result of all this turmoil and unease we are all feeling a bit delicate.  So today, for me will be about the simple things. Survival firstly with the odd burst of colour thrown in to lift up all our moods. I’ve just finished making a batch of play dough for little miss poorly (is there a mr men character who is always sick? i’ll have to google that and see… i wonder what the character will look like!) Anyway, she requested all the colours of the rainbow and it was quite therapeutic kneading a tonne of dough into shape. She is now a bit happier playing with dough and little mr active has gone down for a nap. Hence why i’m able to jump on here and vent a little. But alas i think my time is almost up. The washing machine calls and little miss would like me to go see her marvellous dough creations. I’m thinking  that when i next get the time i will compile a list of powerful thoughts and quotes i can refer to in time such as these. I’m always making notes from any lines of films/books that touch a nerve with me so maybe i’ll add those to this site so you all can see them if you need a little lift too.

Till next time. Try to stand up straight and keep your head above water.

Z xx