rmc28: Rachel smiling against background of trees, with newly-cut short hair (Default)
Yesterday was not so much fun.  The site where my line was removed is a bit bruised and sore, and it's just where Nico likes to lovingly headbutt me when he leaps in for cuddles.

In addition, I went for a smear test, and had to abandon it as too painful. We'll try again in another 6 weeks (as far ahead as the GP booking system goes), and if that fails, there's a specialist gynae clinic I can go to.
cut for smear test detail )


This week with children back to nursery and school, and Tony back to work, we have been working on the daily and weekly routine.  In my head I call it "practising for work".  I've been trying to get up and get the children ready as though I were going to work; and in the evenings I've been collecting Charles and preparing supper as though I'd just got back from work, so it's ready when Nico and Tony get back from nursery.  In between time I'm resting or studying or getting health work done.

We're trying out planning the weekday evening meals on Sunday, aiming for something a) I can cook b) everyone will eat c) different each evening.  Previously we used to rely on Tony to figure something out each evening when he gets home.  Tony is a much better cook, but I can do basic stuff, and would like to practice and improve.

So far the evenings are going better than the mornings, but this morning I did achieve me+children ready early enough that I could take Nico to nursery.  This was also my first bike ride since July.  I had no problems at all with the mechanics of cycling - the bakfiets is as delightful and familiar to ride as ever - but by the time I got back I needed to sit down for a nice long rest.
rmc28: Face of toddler smiling (Nico2014-11)
On Saturday we went over to Beaconsfield and back to meet up with two of Tony's sisters plus spouses and offspring.  The travel was tiring and crowded (we managed to avoid the horrors of Finsbury Park, and were just stuck on a standing-room only train to Liverpool St, and just-about-enough-seats for all the other legs).  We were all rather zogged yesterday as a result, and I was very deliberately letting Tony sleep in as long as possible, and trying to keep the children occupied elsewhere.

Nico and Tony have developed a bit of a tradition on weekend mornings for Nico to "help" Tony with his morning cafetiere.  By about lunchtime, Nico had clearly decided Tony was slacking, barged into the bedroom and marched up to the bed saying "Come on Daddy, do coffee!"    I am afraid I was laughing too much to intervene as Nico ruthlessly pulled the covers off his father and repeated "Coffee, Daddy" until Tony emerged and got the kettle on.

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