Stop Picking!!!

Which is pretty much all I seem to have said today. The culprit of course is Tarly – most of the pox have scabbed over so she is in full on pick mode. 🙁

An awful night’s sleep last night. We started to watch Vanilla Sky, was only really half watching as I was blog surfing and got quite lost with the twists and turns and at 11 realised there was another 40 minutes to go so gave up and went to bed. Ady was up for hours with Tarly but she didn’t want him she wanted me, so inbetween a jumble of very disturbing dreams based around the film, parties and disfigured faces with people not being who you thought they were I could hear her crying and wailing for me. At 5am I gave up and went downstairs where after two minutes cuddling she was fast asleep and I finally got about an hours decent sleep before Davies woke up. My plan of getting my work done first thing this morning therefore failed miserably as my head would have been clearer after a bottle of wine (which is why I have done it tonight instead!) than it was in early morning sleep deprived daytime. Davies and I attempted to make a 3d star shape like our pendant light in the lounge with geomags, deduced it didn’t work as the triangles created by geomags rods and panels are equilateral and the ones for the star light only have two sides the same and one side much shorter.

Davies currently has a bit of an obsession with ‘love’. He has been asking both me and Ady seperately if we love him more than Tarly, Tarly more than him and so on. (I know the whole Chickenpox with him first and her second has totally skewed the time spent / level of patience applied to each child / rules about who gets away with what these last couple of weeks which has probably prompted this.) In the car the other day he asked me whether I loved him and Tarly or Daddy most. I explained that him and Tarly were very special because they had grown inside me and were part of both me and Daddy and we had always known each other since before they were even born. But Daddy and I (and yes, I do believe for the purposes of this conversation I used ‘Mummy’ in the 3rd person which always makes me giggle and think of Parent 2 🙂 ) had met and fallen in love and chosen to spend our lives together. Davies then talked about being married, wearing a wedding ring and so on, so I said we would look out our wedding video for him to see this weekend. He has seen it before, not long after Tarly was born when he watched it about 4 times in a row but he couldn’t remember it very well.

So we put that on, which is always nice to see again 🙂 then Davies asked for his birth video (not the actual birth – we got the video camera about a month before he was born so there is initial footage of me VERY pregnant (I was huge!) at my Dad’s birthday barbecue, then Ady interviewing me just before we left for hospital to have him, then him being checked over by the paed in hospital and the first few weeks of his life.) which we did put on (photo below) but first Ady found a video of us when we were very first together 12 years ago. So there is me aged 19 and Ady aged 29 having a great time in the throws of our new romance. There is us washing the car and me turning the hose on Ady, footage of our first flat (a lovely big airy place with sea views) and general nonsense. Scarlett could not get her head round it at all and just kept asking ‘where’s Scarlett and Davies’ (nice to know she had not noticed the aging process on either of us in 12 years!) while Davies was not sure whether to be embarrassed about his parents mucking about like teenagers (well I still was one actually!), laugh at our antics or just find it too boring to watch!

Then we had baths in shifts – me and Tarly and Ady with Davies. I hung some washing out and my parents rang to see if we wanted to go over for lunch!! Which we were planning to just turn up for anyway, but it was nice to be asked! 🙂

We actually had a nice enough afternoon over there. I sat around drinking tea and aside from the odd ‘don’t pick Scarlett’ largely ignored the kids and read the paper 🙂

Tonight I have done the work for this week (I know, last minute or what!) and will shortly be retiring for the evening. Tomorrow we are supposed to be going to a new friend’s house for the morning. I met her on the local HE list and we have not actually met yet – exchanged a few emails and I suggested a get together and she invited us over. I’m not sure Tarly is up to it if she has another bad night but I will make a decision in the morning. I am slighly worried that yesterday I noticed one of her eyes was quite bloodshot and today they both are. I can’t decide whether it is pox related, due to her rubbing them a lot, sheer tiredness or the fact she has cried and tantrummed a LOT this last few days or simply a combination of all of the above. There is no discharge and she has not complained of them being sore. I think I’ll look again in the morning and see how they are then.