#2515 KK ’22

After a truly crazy week, I had something great to look forward to tonight.

KK with my bestest girly pals.

I took this photo before I left. I literally was wrapping and writing cards up until I left this afternoon, and had been organising presents from as recent as yesterday.

It’s been a mad week. Sick, no car, working, and appointments, all on top of each other fighting for my attention, while me with my baby brain went from room to room, feeling lost, needing a constant reminder of things, 55 tabs open in my head and wondering why it is I walked into that room?

But it was all good. It all led to something sweet in the end. 💖 We had a beautiful night, enjoyed a yummy meal, exchanged presents, and it’s true what one of my friends said, it’s never enough time when we are together. 🥰

Just as well one of the gifts tonight was a calendar where we can pencil in monthly catch-ups together… now that’s a great idea! 😁😁🎄🧑‍🎄

#2511 1 hour

I’m now properly sick.

Of course I am. EVERYTHING has caught up to me.

Cold air. Hot air. Cold air. Hot air.

Cold air. Walking in gusts of wind after the car broke down yesterday. My nasal passages and head searing and pulsating in pain.

Hot. Cold. Hot. Cold.

Jobs in, jobs out.

To-dos, to-dos, to-dos.

Money in, money OUT.

Responsibilities IN… responsibilities IN.

More to-dos.

Hot. Cold. Hot. Cold.

Stress in, stress in!

Also, pregnant, and needing a f*&#ing break.

This afternoon, my body had enough. My head was going to explode. After all today I woke feeling worse than any other day. Still had to go into the cold to see baby girl off for school (Hubbie took her) then later on went outside to see the tow truck take away our car, but of course this was EXACTLY when blistering arctic winds came and decided to pelt down around me.

Right at that moment.

So of course I’m sick. I reached a point of no return this afternoon, and I lay on the couch.

One hour. First pain, then relaxation. Hubbie came home early. Started dinner. I lay there. The house warm. The wind still whipping and howling the bricks outside.

I lay there for about an hour.

Even in pain, you can sometimes find bliss. 🙏

#2509 Symptoms at bay

I don’t know what it is, but I’ve had some kind of cold-hayfever hybrid these last couple of days.

Head cold, nose dropping like a tap at times, sneezing. I know we whinge about the weather, A LOT here in Melbs, but I swear to God this is no exaggeration:

I wholeheartedly blame Melbourne weather.

Everywhere I turn I hear of people catching something. And how can you not be sick? One day we’ve got the air con on and visiting the beach for the first time, sweating under doonas overnight…

Then the next we’re rugging up in jackets and shivering and putting on the heater because apparently winter never actually moved on, it just lay dormant to tease and torment us into a false sense of security before f$%*ing everything right up.

Rant over.

We had a family member’s house to go to tonight, and I honestly didn’t know how I would cope. At times during the day I sneezed so much my eyes went watery, used my fair share of Aloe Vera Kleenex, and my nose-head area was pulsing and feeling the pressure more than Mercury and Bowie.

Of course we notified said family members of my current state, and they were still happy for us to come.

And then that thing happened, where my symptoms went on pause for several hours.

You know how you tell someone you’re under the weather, but then you see them and suddenly there’s no sneezes, drippy noses or clutching heads? 🤦‍♀️🤣

(I mean it’s great, but you look like a bullshit artist).

It’s like your body gets distracted and puts a hold on things.

I don’t know if it was just focusing on something else, being in a different place or what, but for about 4 hours tonight, I was good!

Sure, it only lasted 4 hours, but it allowed me to have a somewhat good night despite my head and nose. 🤣😫🤧

Little things, little things. 💪💪

#2441 Netflix arvo

Some days you gotta lower the bar.

I finished work, made a cuppa and joined baby girl on the couch.

She’d been home from school, unwell for the day, and I used the opportunity to just chill with her.

I needed it too.

I program surfed through Netflix. We stopped on the 90s movie Casper, and I convinced her she’d like it, that Casper’s a friendly ghost, and that the movie is more funny than scary.

She agreed. This was a big deal, because baby girl is scared of anything remotely scary on screen, and it doesn’t even have to be scary.

She freaked out when Robin Williams was practicing with different masks in Mrs Doubtfire.

She ran out of the room when Leo had a coughing fit in Catch Me If You Can.

When Marty McFly is on the hoverboard at the end of Back to the Future II, and trying to steal the Sports Almanac off Biff’s car, she got scared because Biff spotted him hovering and started slamming his car into the sides of the tunnel he was driving through.

She can’t watch Frozen 2 again because Ana gets chased by monster thingies in the end. 🤦‍♀️

I think you get my drift.

So it was a major improvement for her that we watched a good third of the movie this afternoon, with Casper’s annoying, sometimes scary and definitely ghost uncles popping up everywhere.

And I enjoyed doing nothing too 😊

Now? Her courage has grown, and she’s watching Ghostbusters… the 2016 version.

Huh. Impressive. 🤔👏👻👻

#2408 Party is on!

Baby girl started coughing on Sunday, and I started FREAKING OUT.

Because it’s lead up to birthday week, we kept her home, in case… I’d rather her stay home all week and be well enough for her weekend party, than to get her to school and then there is no party.

Having said that, the days of sending your kids off to school with a sniffle and cough are long gone. It is just not acceptable, and frankly it is better.

Her nose wasn’t just a sniffle though, and her cough wasn’t just a cough. It wasn’t covid either (been there, done that, and the RATs prove it). Her nose was running like a tap yesterday, and her cough was so dry and persistent, I was just staring at her thinking, “this isn’t happening.”

Today was a much better day, in SOOO many ways. She slept ’til 11am! And her sniffle and cough are so far subdued from what they were yesterday, there was no question in my mind that she would be returning to school tomorrow.

YAY! We are going ahead with the party!

#2386 A golden heart

Covid schmovid.

Covid sick, covid snotty, blah blah blah. Over it.

Today I want to focus on my beautiful baby girl.

She is happy that I too have covid with her. Not that she’s happy I’m sick, but rather that now we can hug and kiss and cuddle and spend closer time together. 💞

She has the sweetest heart. She went outside to spend some time with Mister F, and ended up grabbing the watering can and watering the plants.

When I told her to spend some time away from her device, she grabbed my Harry Potter book and disappeared into her room to read the book out to her toys, her audience. 😍

And the clincher… knowing her friends were at an excursion today, and she was missing out obviously, she still said to me “I hope my friends have a great time today.”

Awww, my heart. 💖

She is a star person, a golden friend, and she deserves nothing but the best.

I will try and provide that for her, as much as I can. 🙏💖

#2385 Day 1 all over again

Today was so crazy, it was almost funny.

But it wasn’t funny. Just sometimes, you gotta laugh, despite everything.

I tested positive today. Yesterday my symptoms were the worst. I was weak, fatigued, achy, I could barely get up from my lying down position all day…

And yet today, where my symptoms have progressed to more runny nose, less tired, I tested positive.

Go figure.

It sucks majorly because baby girl gets out of iso on Friday… me on Monday. Hubbie, well who knows for him… we are hoping he avoids it altogether, or he gets it super quick so we can go through as much of iso together as possible.

But I realised something today. Something that the Education Department must put into the high school curriculum.

Firstly, home economics MUST be a compulsory subject. Why? Uh, we eat our whole lives don’t we? This ain’t no women’s world anymore friends. Everyone should learn how to cook the most basic of foods to get by, to nourish themselves and to feed themselves, their family, their friends.

And chicken soup, of course, makes sense to be on the list.

It is HEALING. It is comfort food. It is healthy, and at the crux of it, it is OH-SO-EASY.

I pondered this today as I got up in the morning and started putting together the chicken soup. I thought of how much I needed this yesterday, but alas Hubbie doesn’t do chicken soup…

Don’t get me wrong, Hubbie cooks, A LOT. He is a massive help in this household, despite working many hours a week. He’ll get food on the table, night after night after night if he had to and if I was out of it, but…

Chicken soup is not on his menu of items.

This is why everyone should learn how to make it, EARLY in their lives. Us women suffer the most when we’re sick. We suffer because the world doesn’t really stop, does it? We still need to get up, tend to the kids, cook, clean up…

I thought of all of this as I was shredding chicken hours later, broth done.

Chicken soup. It is necessary, it is for our soul.

And it should be a life skill.

Day 1 done, and lucky for me, I have a few days worth of chicken soup left. 🙏🍲

#2384 Day 3

So today was pretty crappy.

I spent it all in a horizontal position, spaced out of my head, aching and tired and fatigued beyond belief.

You know how when you get busy, or you just get OVER life, you think to yourself how you wouldn’t mind being sick, just so you can lay around all day and catch up on stuff? (No, just me?)

Well I do think that sometimes. The idea of having time off from life, to just do nothing, maybe read, watching TV, chill out, is super appealing.

But you see, in this scenario, we always forget… we are sick.

Being sick, sucks.

I am still negative, and I feel anything but.

But I’m hopeful that this was the worst day. I am focused on lights, tunnels, getting to the other side and finding that pot at the end of the rainbow, and I just need to keep reminding myself of that amongst these days of endless masks, tiredness, Glen 20, and counting down the days…

#2383 Day 2

Day 2 of iso for baby girl due to covid is also my day 2.

We are getting through it. But it’s boring, and it’s cold, and we’re just ugh.

She’s coughing, but alright for now. 🙏 Had about 8 camomile teas today (she counted) and spent endless time on her ipad and watching TV.

What else is one to do?

I am still negative, but am feeling tired, like soooo fatigued. It reminds me of January, when we think we all had covid, but back then when we were finally able to get our hands our RATs, we were negative. 🤷‍♀️

Hubbie is fine. He said he feels great in fact, but still shit, because all Winter he has felt shit… but good too.

So baby girl is getting there, I’m flying under the radar, doing my best, and Hubbie is feeling great, while still shit.

Day 2 vibes. 💪

#2382 A week to rest

If I had written this gratitude post even an hour ago, well firstly, it wouldn’t have been a gratitude post at all.

It would have been a range of expletives and crying emojis, screaming at the world and raging “F*&K YOU!”

But I’ve calmed down, and I’m trying to look at the one good thing out of all of this.

The one week of down time. we now have

Because it’s been imposed on us. Baby girl, my sweet baby girl has covid. Hubbie and I jumped into gear, putting on masks, defining social distancing boundaries, doing Dirty Dancing type vibes like “this is my space, this is your space…”

Who knows if it will evade us. We will try. She is positive, we are negative, and for the next 7 days we aren’t going anywhere really.

But I tried to make her feel better. She has to miss out on so much school, after just coming back from holidays where she already missed it.

I told her about all the books and movies we could watch and read.

No freezing cold mornings to take her to school.

No freezing cold afternoons to walk her back to the car!

Just a little mid-Winter break, because it and covid and everything right now sucks, and I gotta say there better be some huge rewards and celebrations after all of this waiting for us, because we have been amidst shit for some time now.

7 days. 7 days to have a break. So far, she isn’t too bad.

Focus on the good, focus on the good.

This should come easy to me now. I get there eventually. But I can still scream and cry at the beginning though. I’m only human.