Who’s Normal Anyway?

Got a few minutes peace (I hope) while I eat my soup and rice/potato “bread” roll to blog - L seems temporarily engrossed in some toys and A and M are out dropping off some of our plants at the in laws. Ah, spoke too soon, here he comes crawling over the my chair now. Shall have to see how I get on juggling typing, eating and keeping L happy!

On Friday we had a day out of the house, going to visit my Grandma and dad for a couple of hours. We didn’t see them over Christmas so had a bit of a catch up and the whole “oh, hasn’t he grown, isn’t he coming on” thing. My Grandma had made us some lunch so we stayed for sandwiches, sausage rolls and some of her apple pie. She always makes apple pie when she has us over to eat anything - nice tradition. I don’t remember her telling me before but apparently she started making them when the house she moved into after the war had an orchard. So she reminisced and talked about distant relatives and what they’re doing now for a while. Way back I was researching our family tree, but haven’t done any for ages.

From there we went to A’s parents to drop off some tubs of plants (last twice we’ve moved the removers have said they won’t take garden plants so we’re moving them temporarily and will have to take them to the new house once we’ve time after we move in) and stopped for a cuppa.

Then mid-afternoon we drove to my mum’s and spent the rest of the afternoon with her and my sister, then had tea with them before coming back home.

In the night I woke up feeling sick and decided to speed the inevitable and get it over with. I don’t think it was anything I ate out, because everyone else ate the same food and they were all fine. Possibly I got the bug A’s dad came down with between Christmas and New Year, or possibly it’s the sickness thing that’s been going round for the last month, or possibly (but this is a bit way out) since I’d kind of decided to start my new diet on Saturday, my body was giving me a helping hand by clearing everything out and making me feel like not eating LOL. But it wasn’t very pleasant. Today’s the first day I’m feeling vaguely back to normal.

On Saturday I did very little, mainly watching TV and reading and trying to rest. A took M out to dancing class and took L with him too. A also started M off packing all his lego kits into stacking plastic storage boxes. On Sunday I felt a bit better and we went out to church in the morning, but that was about all I did. M’s been playing lots of Neopets. Food wise I managed OK without eating wheat, eggs, milk and soya, though there was nothing I really fancied eating. I had a bit of a craving for a glass of milk or a cappuccino, but that wasn’t going to happen.

Yesterday it was more Neopets for M and he also completed his Lego Drome Racing game, beating Sever, so he was chuffed about that. He did some maths and then we read The Gift of Fire in the Greek Myths book and M drew a picture of Prometheus having his liver plucked out by an eagle! I made some flapjack I can eat! In the afternoon A went to work and I took M to swimming but forgot the road was going to be closed and ended up doing a long detour so we were 10 mins late. Which was a bit of a shame given the lesson is only 30 mins long.

Today I feel more myself again. Haven’t got a whole lot done so far today though, so better go do something useful before A and M come back. L’s just had a “stealth poo” so need to start paying him a bit more attention. His signals are harder to spot now he’s on the go!

You’d hope alarm clock manufacturers would have a bit more consideration, wouldn’t you? I mean, what is the point of having an alarm clock that beeps for a solid 10 minutes? If you haven’t woken up in the first minute then you’re just not going to hear it. I can understand radio alarms needing to go for a while, as you gradually surface to music, but the bleeping ones just go through your head so much it’s surely not necessary?

Blooming neighbours! I was awake about 6.30am ish feeding and settling L back off to sleep. Just as he had dropped off, next doors’ alarm started going. It bleeped for a while, long enough for me to think “turn that *!£* alarm off!” and then presumably Mrs Next Door snoozed it.

So I was finally drifting off to sleep again when the beeping started up again. And went on and on and on. I ignored it for a bit then looked at the clock and it was 7.12. I thought “she’s bound to turn it off in a minute” and tried to ignore it and it carried on and on and on and on. By 7.18 I was considering finding a dressing gown and shoes and knocking on her door. She can’t possibly have slept through it, must just have snoozed it and then got up. But I thought getting out of bed might disturb L and then I’d be even worse off. Then I decided to just lie and wait to see how long the alarm would go for without turning itself off - surely there must be a limit set? So it finally stopped at 7.21am. Then it went back off again about 25 to 8 (though only for a few seconds - must have made her tea and had her first cigarette of the morning and come back upstairs?). So I gave up trying to go back to sleep and resigned myself to getting up.

Marvellous start to the day!