Mummascribbles – Feeling a bit blah – Mummascribbles

I’m just, you know, not feeling my usual chirpy self today. I’m on day four of the other half being away and I am extremely tired. Zach has woken up every night, not long after I’ve fallen asleep. Once he woke up and needed a wee which is never an easy task because our bathroom is downstairs so he’s usually crying at the lights and having to get down there. Last night, he crept into bed with me at midnight. He’s also been waking up early, generally while I’m in the shower and as he can now open the upstairs stairgate, I hear his cries getting ever closer while I’m washing my hair. Then he’s up so he wants everything while I am trying to get ready for work. He wants Peppa Pig on, he wants breakfast and he wants mummy to sit down with him for just one minute. He doesn’t normally have breakfast until he gets to nannie’s or nursery but the little dude is so hungry when he wakes, I am having to feed him! So the getting ready process is less easy than it is when he manages to stay asleep! Or even when he wasn’t demanding breakfast at 6am.

I also don’t think I’ve quite gotten over the incredibly sad story in last night’s DIY SOS: The Big Build. I was literally in floods of tears watching it because the story was one of my absolute worst fears. If you saw it, you’ll know what I’m talking about. Awful.

Then, this morning when I left the train station to walk round to work, there had been a horrendous accident between a huge rubbish truck and a moped. I didn’t see anything other than the aftermath an hour after it happened but reading the news, the moped driver was trapped under the wheel of the lorry and was airlifted to hospital where he is now fighting for his life. Seeing something so awful sent shivers down my spine. Just horrible and I’ve been thinking about that poor driver all day.

So with all of that and the severe tiredness I am suffering right now, I feel pretty shite! And I know I’d have felt even worse had I not have realised a quarter of the way to nursery that I’d forgotten the Gruffalo dressing gown that Zach was due to wear for World Book Day. Thankfully I had time to turn around and then felt even less bad when I was leaving nursery and one of the other mums went zooming past me with a Gruffalo costume and telling me she was the worst mother because she had forgotten that today was the day!

So there’s my little moan. I’m too tired to write any normal posts but it feels a bit better to have gotten some of that off my chest. I’m the only one of my team in today (my boss rushed off this morning as her little boy was distraught with chicken pox) and the office is deadly quiet with lots of people out at a massive event, so I’ve barely spoken a word all day. I don’t think that’s helped!

A nice early night for me tonight and maybe a happy tv programme! Hopefully tomorrow I’ll wake up fresher and happier. And what’s not to be happy about tomorrow. It’s Friday which is the night the other half flies home. Even if he wont actually get to the front door until lunchtime on Saturday!

And of course, how can I not be feeling happy when I have this little one in my life! The gorgeousness!