Robs Birthday CupcakesSo, this weekend was the husbands birthday and as usual, I try and arrange something lovely. After a long week last week, I was really looking forward to taking the man out and spoiling him – cue the 2.5 year old….! So, Friday, Jazzy woke up a little hot and needed some magic Calpol. Drugs were administered and he was given to my mum as per usual on a Friday. He moped all day and came home Friday night a little bit worse and went straight to bed. To say we haven’t actually been to bed since Thursday night is NOT an exaggeration.

Up all night Friday night – well every 25 minutes with poorly J was not an understatement. Saturday was spent in dream world before collecting cakes from Krumblies (ummm) and then coming home for a changed evening of a Chinese Takeaway and our best friends round. I fell asleep just after 9:00pm mid movie and Jasper started waking from 11:30pm onwards. Again, at least i got 2.5 hours sleep before another night awake. Today will be spent cleaning, attempting to stand and being exhausted, ready for a full working week starting in less than 24 hours.

Just remind me, who said working was fun? Or having children? I’m exhausted, and prepared for anything today – but isn’t it funny, the more tired you are, the less you are concerned about the little stuff. For if the world caves in today – that is fine with me, as long as it leaves us alone!

CalpolSo, today I am at home with a poorly little muffin, up all night, temperature and then comes the throwing up. Not just a little either, the whole gagging, water everywhere, liquid gunk everywhere and the need to change not only him but the sheets and bed covers too. So, then, out of the sparkles in the sky, comes the magical drug that is…Calpol. This god given bright purple liquid is able to change a child on their last legs into a hyper active little dancing machine in about 20 minutes.

If you have not heard of Calpol it is the only item you may need for the whole of the baby, toddler and child life – a simple application can in fact cure just about anything and make you question why you then did not pack the child off to nursery. However, as you know what is coming next – what must go up, must come down; and come down they do! Crashing back to earth with the crying, the laying on the floor, projectile vomiting and begging for more ‘Calpol mummy.’ This addiction has already begun and I am ashamed to say my sons relationship with Calpol well and truly cemented.

So yes, I am holding my hands up, my son….is a Calpol-o-holic and as a mother, yes, I feed his addiction when ill & watch the magic happen. God bless you Calpol, allowing me a cup of tea, cuddle and maybe even some sleep since 2011.

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