The kids went back to school and nursery on Wednesday after what was a lovely Christmas. As nice as lazing in our PJS until gone midday and eating chocolate all day is, it is nice for some form of normality to resume.
When Wednesday rolled around, my husband announced he had a bonus day off which for him is really rare. As you may know, he works away during the week so any extra days are always really precious. I had planned a lovely afternoon in Ironbridge (we always love a trip here) after we had dropped the girls at nursery for a walk around the shops and some lunch, however I was poorly.
The day before, I had a splitting migraine that absolutely floored me. I also was having really bad hot and cold flushes making it incredibly uncomfortable to sit or even try to sleep. I won’t bang on but I felt pretty crap. This carried on through to Wednesday meaning we had to cancel our plans as I spent most of the day in bed. I felt pretty rotten but coupled with the fact my husband had a day off for no real reason made me feel even crappier.
He had to go back to work on Thursday (and took my car) and I still wasn’t 100% and it was this day I appreciated how lucky I am to have so much support from my family. As I was car-less the thought of walking back and forth from school six times felt somewhat daunting so my Dad kindly offered to take Charlie into school for me, whilst I stayed with the girls. He even brought me tablets and offered to cook for me. My best friend also popped over and my sister got food for me from in town. By Thursday lunchtime I was feeling more normal and was able to get on with the housework etc but it made me realise that how much support I really do have.
I think back to when we were little. There’s almost four years between my sister and I so daily trips out were on the cards. My parents moved over here where they had no family close by. My Dad too worked away and my Mom didn’t drive, so she really had to roll up her sleeves and crack on with it. It’s funny isn’t it that at the time you never ever appreciate it, yet with the beauty of hindsight you can appreciate how hard it must have been for her. It just makes me have even more respect for her.
I am feeling fine now and hope it was a little blip as I’m not usually ill very often luckily. I have started 2017 realising how special my family really are. Both my sister and Dad are a few minutes walk away and for some this may sound awful, but for me I couldn’t and wouldn’t want it any other way. I love how close we all are and I hope one day my babies feel the same way.