Sunday, March 24

poorly



we are blessed with a very healthy little imp. nothing more than the odd runny nose, and a nasty cough with a bit of a temperature at most. but these past few days, for the first time in his little life, imp was truly sick. he couldn't keep anything down and all he wanted to do was sit on the couch with us or lie in bed with us. we resorted to watching too many episodes of pingu on the computer. i didn't get anything done except endless amounts of laundry, hardly finding any space to hang it up to dry. onesies and blankets and cuddly animals were hanging all over the house. now things are taking their normal course again. little imp is happy and wilful and adventurous once more. i'm folding the laundry. time to catch up on sleep. but what strikes me most now, is how i didn't mind it. of course i wanted him to get better as soon as possible, but i didn't mind the poop and the puke and the big discoloured stain that is left in the couch and the fact that the house formerly known as the grey house was turned into a laundromat. that's motherhood for you (although i do regret that stain a bit now).

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