Well it's been a crazy, tiring, sleepless, ill couple of weeks for Joseph and me.
Slight understatment, exclamation mark, Pause, take a second and breathe .......
He's had the cold, I had the flu, he's teething (6 at once - 3 are poking through!) he's learned to crawl, is skooting about the place at speed, can go forward in his babywalker, is trying out finger food and holding his spoon, is mountaineering and falling off things (the bed - resulting in a mad dash to the docs) has had temperatures of 39, can wave, say's mum, dad, up, no, gran, grandad, emma, love you, yellow, more, hiya, hello, puss, baby and now he has the blooming CHICKENPOX!!!!
OMG! Talk about getting dropped into the being a mummy deep end! Now I'd say I was a tough, work hard, throw it at me kinda girl but I'm pooped! The energy levels are at zero and I really don't think I can take any more hard curved balls!
But to look into the cot and see my beautiful little angel who's grown so much in this last 10 months it scares me, is snoozing away so peacefully and happily and so innocent, loving and trusting - it just melts my heart!
I am blessed! xxxxx
(if you listen closely you can hear him breathing! and yes he is sleeping on top of his monkey! and don't worry, the first few seconds are in dark of the video clip)
