Sunday

After a very sleepless night I am sitting in my pyjamas.  Nicholas was sick last night, something I realise that we have not dealt with for a couple of years!

We were up and down numerous times, changing sheets, pyjamas, blankets.  Holding buckets, giving showers and drinks of water.  David filling the washing machine while I cuddled our crying boy, answering his questions.  "I don't want to die.  Am I going to die?"  "This is the worst day of my life, I am never eating pizza again." (No one else is sick so we think he has caught something from school.)

I sat down with a cup of tea to check email, which led to reading the news, which led to looking at blogs.  Then I read my own blog entries from 2008.  It obviously has made me sentimental as I began to think of this little one growing inside me.  I started to feel their kicks and movements last week (I had forgotten when this should happen and started to worry).  Last week I also created a 'Baby' album on Pinterest.  I think the shock and anxiety of another baby must be waning as after reading posts about Nicholas at age 2 and Audrey at 6 months old I wondered what this baby might think of being the third child and not mentioned??  So, however sporadically I begin to post again.  I'll see where this leads.