Where is my mind?

To be fair I wrote this when it had not stopped raining FOR EVER, and I am slowly regaining some brain function woohoo! but I thought you might like to see how brilliantly I was coping at the end of winter.

With colds and weather and sudden crazy annoying insomnia turning me into a zombie, I thought I should write a post regarding a rather embarrassing … problem of mine which is now worse than ever.

I am, to put it mildly, rubbish at finishing a sentence.

Now I will let you stew this over with an example.  I met a new Mum at the play ground and We were discussing the difference between my daughters, “One is pretty shy” I said, “the other is as chatty as a ……..”   That’s right, I stopped.  I made a point to stare hard at something of no importance behind the lady I was talking to, I checked my bag for a loose tic tac and I said nothing more, eyes averted.

I suspect it is because after having 3 kids, I have been interrupted for 99% of my conversations for the past 6 years.  I am so used to being cut off before I finish speaking that the part of my brain that stores witty turns of phrase has been replaced with some other garbage, like kids iceblock stick craft ideas from pinterest.

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Just as likely is the small machine purring away in the back of my mind, largely fuelled by guilt asking 50 questions a minute and often overrulling any other rational thought.  “Did I leave the iron on, of course not I haven’t ironed in weeks, I should really iron more, my poor husband, I wonder if she irons? Where did she get those shoes? does she have that style in other colours? why can’t I find the perfect flats? I haven’t washed my hair, I must look like a junkie, I hope I’m not scaring her off with my junkie attire, where the hell are the kids? should I be concerned? I really shouldn’t have yelled at my oldest for pouring out the cereal, am I too hard? do I need to do more homework with them? Did I feed them lunch? I forgot to pay that bill for that thing, I have got to stop buying coffees…”

On the plus side, My husband and I have started collecting some ridiculous made up words I have come up with, Also, having a quick search on the internet it looks like I’m not alone.

Now without googling too much (NEVER google too much) there are some helpful wee hints that I might have to try to defuzz the brain and retain a little dignity in social situations. This particular list is from a site encouragingly called “Am I losing my mind?” but I will sum it up in an achievable way for a Mum like me who has no time for excessive deprivation or commitment.

Omega 3 – Eat loads of lovely smoked salmon mmm

Sleep – Wear ear plugs.

Drink water – I’m lame enough to need one of those bottles with hourly drinking levels. I particularly like this blog detailing in several photos the clever crafty 12 step process to using a permanent marker on a bottle. see here

Drink Coffee – ok

Tumeric – I am like a child with tumeric, I will eat tumeric so long as someone else hides it in my meal without my knowledge

Laugh often – really, my kids are hilarious.

Manage your vices – My alcohol is beautifully managed thank you

Stay active – Aahh, well. My daughter likes to challenge me to a dance off whenever we argue.  I might have to start taking her up on that. I do have some pretty smooth moves.

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And the little one said is a boutique online children’s clothing, accessories, toys and home decor site run by two sisters with lots of kids between them and a love of all things beautiful.

 

 

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Stinking sodding hospital

The last couple of weeks have been horrid. Horrid!   And so we have a very late blog and not an awful lot more than horrendousness to discuss I’m afraid.   I know we are not alone in our rubbish week, apparantly we are one of thousands this winter, but we live in our own little bubbles don’t we…

I thought a few months back when my 3 girls had a stomach virus and threw up at the same time all night was possibly as bad as it got… erm..

The climax for the bad week was rushing to hospital ED with a bad case of asthma for my oldest. We have been here before many times but this time we all had the flu and felt like busses were hitting us left right and centre – making it an extra horrid night on those charming pull outs, interrupted hourly for ventolin, and a quick trip back to ED to pick up my youngest who has apparantly developed asthma too.  Two kids in hospital at the same time makes for a rather sniffly mum.

HOWEVER! As we are seasoned pros, there is at least a little knowledge I can impart to you all, wanted or not.  It gives me a chance to do a collage of images which lets be honest, is a joy in itself.

Items for child in 24hr stay:

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  • Chocolate/lollies (I had a giant pink easter egg – used solely for bribery when encountering needles/yucky drugs/scary nasaly mouth things).
  • Books.  We had a ‘Where’s Wally?’ given to us and it was hopeless when we first arrived, an exhausted kid drugged to their eyeballs isn’t about to be able to find Wally.  I couldn’t find the bugger and I looked darn hard!  Drop it down a gear or two on reading ability, story books with lovely pictures and old favourites are winners.
  • An iPad.  Now is not the time to worry about restricting screen times, ipad charger…. ipad backup … smartphone … smartphone charger … you get the idea. I also let my daughter video the nurse taking blood so she was concentrating on the video part rather than the blood sucking part.
  • Change of clothes and some favourite sleepwear.  Things get scary and sweaty and throwy uppy in hospital. Best be prepared.
  • Textas and a notebook.
  • Hair ties, obviously for the girls.  Or maybe not.. Whatever sex, if it’s long hair they have, it’s nice to be out of your face.  If you are caught short, rip the top of a pair of rubber gloves off (found in boxes all over the place), works brilliantly.
  • Snacks.. meusli bars, crackers, raisins whatever. Hospital food is average except the white toast and vegemite.
  • Favourite toy/blanket.
  • Drink bottle.

Items for Mum in 24hr stay:

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  • I take my pillow, but only because I have some wierd issue with sleeping on the plasticy covered ones.  Elsie ended up using it instead, it’s nice to have a comfy backup.
  • Medicare/insurance cards.
  • Socks
  • Cash… quite a bit.  Parking is horrendous, snack stops are inevitable, coffee is essential and colouring books and treats are likely.
  • Baby wipes for speedy showers.
  • I take a book and never read it, but it’s nice to dream.
  • Good headache pills and Berrocca.
  • Toothbrush and toothpaste.
  • Drink bottle.

Techniques for most comfortable stay:

  • Make sure the doctors, nurses and orderleys all know who you are.
  • Ask LOT’s of questions and make sure you get an idea of when things are happening.  You need to be the squeeky wheel!
  • Get dropped off if you can.  Not having to worry about parking fines or the fees clocking up is lovely.
  • Make the most of the educators/clowns/entertainers.  They are brilliant.  Takes the mind off your stay and usually give you a chance to duck away for a coffee.
  • Make yourself useful. The nurses are amazing and probably don’t need to get you another blanket, get some more water, get another pillow.  Use your common sense and help out.
  • Get some sleep when you get home.  Not always easy with others waiting for you but it’s bloody stressful being in hospital, you don’t eat well, you are often unwell too and you have woken as often as your child for medication and rounds.  You aren’t much good to anyone when you are knackered.
  • Big ups to RPA and their awesome staff.  I really should drop round some muffins.

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