Oh lord, a rather unpleasant evening culminating in me spending my night in the bath attempting to soothe the horrific pain attacking my upper abdomen, all the way round to my back. Long story but basically leads me to a dairy & meat free diet. You don't realise how much you appreciate lasagne until you can't eat it in all it's glory. Picked up a lentil lasagne recipe earlier but to be honest I don't have high hopes. After going dairy free when the eldest was a baby I mistakenly thought it would be easier this time around but I tell you what, it's bloody harder! The sweet temptation of that chocolate biscuit in the cupboard, the lure of the beauteous mac & cheese bubbling away in the oven, ooft it's almost impossible to resist. But alas, I mist. I only hope when the mystery of the invisible knife tearing away at my innards is located, diagnosed & removed, that I can resume my wondrous ventures into all manner of cheesiness & chocolatey desires. But for now, it's dairy free, vegetarian, hot water & co-codamol to see me through until that glorious day.
Aside from that, the experimental Minecraft free day (I hate that damn game) went fairly well. Kids spent most of the day outdoors with no arguments over mines, creepers, horses & whatever other balls is in the game. We had a few hiccups along the way as expected. Spectacularly, 10yr old sister bursts in the back door & stands howling in the kitchen, clutching her face as if she has a horrific GSW & screaming to the point I was concerned my glasses were on danger of smashing. So o head into the kitchen expecting another scratch or bump to accompany an overreaction, when she moves her hand & holy shit, her face is swollen & already starting to bruise. Cue serious feeling of guilt for assuming the worst. So I rush for a cold damp flannel & some arnica cream while she recites the rather bizarre event which resulted in her injury. Apparently, 8yr old brother was swinging higher than usual on the swing & was attempting to kick the washing line (as you do) & his shoe came flying off, rebounded off the washing line & smashed her in the face. For a start I really want to know what possessed him to kick the line in the first place & how hard could one possibly have to swing for ones shoe to come off ones foot? Thankfully, with my exceptional quick thinking & immediate treatment she remarkably hasn't came out on a rather large nasty bruise!! So for any mums with accident prone children who always seem to be covered in bruises, invest in some arnica cream. I think I got it for about a fiver in Holland & Barratt & it bloody works.
So in the end it's been quite a nice day kidwise & I've loved seeing them out in the fresh air instead of goggle eyed in front of one of the most boring looking games I've ever laid eyes on. It's all good & hopefully it will continue.
- M
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