grrrr workmen

grrr just want the double glazing to be in and the workmen to leeeaaave (but not before doing the hoovering and dusting everything twice please).

had to get out today as felt like alien in my own home, plus doors open all the time made it all brrr chilly chilly cold. escaped in afternoon to a soft play area where jambeans invented new ways to fall off a slide into a ball pit and played flirty peekaboo with a boy toddler.

another bun is in the oven

ooooooooohhhhhh.

found out 2 days ago i'm pregnant again. given previous miscarriage, seriously crappy pregnancy and premature baby would have thought i would be more circumspect about it all, but that hasn't hit yet so am just enjoying the feeling of being very very very excited.

Still buzzing off bamjeans' birthday party

only 2 days ago our house was filled with 10 bubs, 15 grown ups, a whole lot of mayhem, some sterling muffins and one very happy baby.

wot a fab birthday party.

A good death

Jasmine's Great Grandma died peacefully in her sleep at 3.30am this morning. RIP Granny.

hard day antidote

jambeans has been an absolute treasure this evening - the perfect antidote to 3 days pure work-slog with evening time WFH thrown in to boot.

discovered a new game in the bath she couldn't get enough of - consisted of me holding her against my shoulder with my hand beneath her head and her legs around my tummy (i.e. the upright cuddling p'zish so mum doesn't get cold in the bath), then just letting her fall backwards into the water but supporting her head on the way down. instant giggles. again. and again. and again... you get the picture.

not much other stuff to report - saw nicky (siena-babymomma) today but feeling guilty as was in usual ruddy blush to finish up at work and pick up the bub so didn't really get to have a decent chinwag.

also not too proud of bitter, pain-fuelled mood and stony-hearted comments re. dying grandmas on yesterday's post but have decided not to delete/ amend, true to the warts'n'all/ keeping it real spirit i think this blog should be about.

mucky pup

jasmine's been going to messy play - basically a big room with paint in it that someone else cleans after you've gone home. she's getting into the spirit of things.

avoid death this weekend

my back is so fucked i can barely move in the mornings. find it hard to haul my own sorry ass out of bed and wash/ clothe myself let alone do it all for the bub. just keep popping painkillers, being grumpy and trying to push on through it all. swimming makes it worse so am missing out on my weekly peace haven.

went to doctor's today to get a referral so sorting it out but totally stressed as means more precious work time wasted.

jazzie's party looms. the forecast is for torrential rain. it's the same weekend as glastonbury. we should have worked that one out.

we have word that bf's grandma is slowly slipping away. she's in her 90s i think so definitely has had a good innings but i will be so bloody angry if she chooses to die this weekend when it's jazzie-time.