February 8th – Changing Plans with Potty Training and Crohns

1999:  I think it must be mum’s funny time of month again, she’s not been herself the past day or two, and today was no better.  Oh joy!  Another week of impatience, shouting and not being able to do anything right.  Mum had a shower whilst I drank my milk in her bed and when she came back in for cuddles realised that me and the bed were soaked for the second morning running.  We were a bit behind today and a bit rushed to get out the door.  I thought it was great fun to avoid the shoes and coat, but mum didn’t hold out too well with that game.  We got to Edon’s just as they were about to leave for school, so I went straight in the buggy.  When mummy went I screamed and sobbed, I think I saw a tear in mummy’s eye as she walked away.  We went to the doctors tonight as I keep saying ‘I’m ‘ot’ and have a gooey nose and eyes.  Now got nasal drops and antibiotics.  We made dinner together, we had good fun, and I pricked the sausages and then pretended to peel a potato with my plastic knife and then threw it around the kitchen. 

2019: Over to Zof’s tonight after work as going to set up joint account tomorrow and speak to estate agents about rental property. How things change. This time last year I was recovering from a fungal infection in my blood and sepsis. I planned to go away for a year to Australia, had my visa and my flights booked for May. Crohns had other ideas as I was rushed in to hospital a week before my flight and had to stay here to have surgery in July. And then I met Zof. We cannot travel currently as still not medically fit but there’s always time.

#cooking #girlfriend #hospital #australia #travel #crohns #illness #antibiotics #renting #womensstuf #pottytraining #children #toddlers #singleparent #childminder

February 5th – Communication, Telephones and Technology

1999:  Back to my old ways this morning but mum wasn’t so pleased. She told me to ‘lie still’ and ‘be quiet’.  Flaming cheek, I’ve given her enough lie in’s recently.  I did manage it for a minute or two though.  The alarm went off at 7.10 and not being one to waste an opportunity I was out of the bed like a shot.  No snoozing today mother!  And just to make doubly sure, I turned the alarm off. I showed off my talking skills, repeating every word mummy said. Although I’m good at ‘Mam’ Mummy is not my forte and after attempts at ‘meme’ and ‘memum’ she gave up.   Tonight, the phone rang; I answered it and had the best phone conversation ever.  I was very clever saying ‘yes, oh, yes um…..’ I gave mummy the phone and apparently it was a wrong number.  Well I enjoyed talking to him anyway.

2019:  Funnily enough Zof and I were repeating everything mum said the other day. Im far too young to grow up just yet. Love a good laugh but unlike 20 years ago I would struggle to answer  the phone now if I did not know who was calling. Luckily nowadays we don’t have static landlines and I do all my communicating on my mobile. I struggle with the concept that there were not mobile phones around when mum was younger but as she often tells me “We had 2p and a big red telephone box!” Well you cant facetime on that can you? And what about snapchat and all that? Oh. Apparently she didn’t have that either! Better stop now before she starts up with “In my day ……”

But I did put I did put the photo above on my wall today

#phones #telephones #anxiety #telephonebox #snapchat #sleep #earlymornings #alarmclock #love #mumandson #communitcation #technology

February 4th – Cooking and decorating

1999:  Mummy’s going back to work today, after having been off sick, so it was on with the old routine.  I did help her to have a shower though and even fetched a towel for her, such the little gentleman.  Mum collected me from Edons after work and I helped her to cook the tea.  We were having burgers, so I took them out the packet and started licking them but spoil sport mum took them off of me.  My tummy’s fine thank you very much.  We ate the cooked burgers with Thomas the Tank pasta shapes – with a slight variation – singed flavour.  After dinner I dished up the ice cream, but as usual ate most of it out of the carton – I find it tastes better that way.  Tonight mummy emptied her chest of drawers ready for painting, she was so engrossed she didn’t realise I’d managed to get the lid off the gloss paint and had loaded a brush until it was a tad too late.  I think my carpet design is quite nice actually

2019:  Mum has actually gone back to work today after 5 weeks off following redundancy. She came home and started dinner but I took over the pasta back as I prefer in unsinged! Clearly I was just copying mum with the painting as she gets it all over the carpet when she paints.

January 31st

1999: What’s going on?  I awoke in my own bed!  I decided to have a packet of love hearts for breakfast, but I didn’t like the purple ones, as mum discovered when I kept placing a purple gooey mess in her hands.  It wasn’t all bad though; I did have some of mummy’s cereal too, but refused to have any of my own.  We went over the town and bought chocolate muffins for the rest of our breakfast.  Mummy said that we could pretend we were in America and then it wouldn’t seem such a bad breakfast – that’s fine by me, I don’t care where we are just give me my cake!  I asked mummy to open mine right away, which she did and said ‘don’t drop it’.  What a ridiculous thing to say to a two year old, I did manage to eat about half before it was on the floor though.  We had another lazy day, eating junk and watching videos as both of us are feeling a bit poorly.  Mum says I can go to Edons tomorrow even if she stays home, just so that I can get some decent play and conversation! Although Uncle Terry did come round tonight 😀

2019: Zof came over and stayed last night so was nice to briefly wake up with her until we then had to go our separate ways to work. Mum messaged to say she is hoping to fly over to Ireland and see Karen in July and did I want to go? Stupid question. Of course I do! Relief –  I actually remembered to take my lunch today rather than leaving it on the kitchen side or in the outside porch!

 

January 19th

1999:   Once again I lay in bed listening to that old snooze button being bashed over the head.  Mum eventually turned it off at seven and I think she was actually planning to ring work and claim that her alarm hadn’t gone off (well it wouldn’t be surprising really; she’s so mean to it).  To ensure mummy didn’t oversleep, I got up and requested my milk, when she tumbled out of bed and duly got this for me.  Whilst mummy was getting ready for work, I wrecked the upstairs.  Never mind, mummy can tidy it all up again tonight.  I especially had fun with the cotton wool pads, which are now in pieces.

When mummy picked me up tonight, she knew straight away that I hadn’t slept (is there nothing you can keep from your mum?).  She said I looked awful (charming) and I was also very tearful and cried most of the way home. (Oh right.  So like she wouldn’t get upset if someone greeted her with “you look awful”; I may be a kid but I have feelings too you know).  We went to Karen’s tonight and I fell asleep on the way at 5.30.  I apparently carried on sleeping on her settee, through a bum change and change of clothes, a car journey home and a transfer to bed.  I don’t think mummy will be needing the alarm clock tomorrow morning, I just hope she doesn’t think I’ve got a snooze button.  The one saving grace is at least I’m a moving target!

2019: Saturday lie in but not a long one. Day off and want to go out. Took mum and Zof to Cromer via the coast road (mum had to take her hearing aids out for some reason – Its NOT LOUD!) and had BBQ, Mozzarella and Aoili chips from The Bucket List. Had hot chocolate overlooking the sea from the Red Lion Hotel and then headed home as it was bloomin freezing. Bourne Sesh this afternoon and cooked duck in plum sauce for tea (Marco Polo)

January 16th

1999: Gale force winds this morning and mummy thought the tiles were going to blow off the roof.  They didn’t, but later we noticed that both the fences in the back garden were down.  Mum decided to have a lovely relaxing bath this morning, but I had other ideas.  What all that lovely water and bubbles just for one?  No way, I’m getting in too.  Uncle Eddy was on the TV. last night and mum had taped it for me.  I was glued to the telly mimicking him, laughing, clapping and reaching out for a hug and at the end shouting “again, again…Pease”.   Our car (which we only got a month ago) has had to have a new engine in it and this morning the man from the garage dropped it round to us.  Mummy and I then had to drive him back to the garage.  On the way I told mummy that I wanted “ish” and wriggled my fingers.  One fish fingers happy meal coming up, complete with Eeyor.  I decided to eat out of mum’s filet box, as it was easier.  I saved 6 chips and ketchup, I closed the box and took it with me, but as we were leaving the box came open and all fell on the floor.  We called in to see Dandell and Dessica for a while and mummy invited them to my party on Thursday.  On the way home we went to ASDA to get my party bits including a very expensive Tellytubby cake. Personally I think she’s mad, I wouldn’t have paid that much for it, but if mummy wants to who am I to spoil her fun!  When we got home mummy unloaded the car and then came back for me, only to discover that I was minus an L.A light trainer.  She says she wouldn’t mind but they were a lot of money and the only reason she bought them was because I was desperate for foot attire and they were the only ones that fitted.  She jumped back in the car to return to ASDA for the hunt, but the car wouldn’t start.  I sat very, very, quietly.  Mummy rang the garage, and the man came out to look at the car only to discover that the choke had been left on and it was flooded!  Mummy was so embarrassed, especially as she had had the bonnet up and checked the battery and spark plugs before she called them.  It’s the simple things in life mum…

Nanny and Pa came round later with a huge torch.  They had been to look in the trolleys and car park at ASDA, in a bid to save my trainer to no avail.  Mummy then went out with Pa and I cried and I cried and I cried, until mummy got back.  Nanny had tried to console me but all I did was wee all over her.  Anyway there was a happy ending; Mum found my trainer in one of the trolleys and Nanny went home to put dry trousers on.

2019:  No lost shoes today but I clearly spoke to soon yesterday about not destroying things. Fender bender today in the van taking someone’s front wing with me.   Well, he pulled up on my blindside when I was sat waiting to turn right at a junction.

January 15th

1999:  Another very restless night but at least mum only swapped beds with me twice.  Why we have to swap anyway I don’t know, surely it would be much better if she just stayed put every time I wriggled over.  Home today but we had to wait for nanny  to collect us, so we waited with Pat and when Nanny arrived I shared him with her.

I had a close shave this afternoon.  I was playing in my bedroom, when mummy says she heard a series of loud bangs.  She came running into the bedroom to find the wardrobe door on the floor and me next to it.  How it missed me she does not know (only I do and I’m not telling), but she’s very glad it did! Nanny and Pa popped round tonight and Pa brought me a book.  Mummy read four stories to me and has decided that I obviously have a thing about this number as that is the number of wee’s I’ve done this afternoon, in various locations around the house.  I’m just re-establishing my territory mum. 

2019:  Got paid today, bought myself some tools and a radio to sing along to as I work and felt proper grown up. I seem to make a better job of building things now than I do destroying them!