Missing out

Gah, I miss those kids so much! It's been 7 days and I'm staying at mums to be, well, mothered. I'm definitely on the mend but it's slow going. I don't remember it taking so long to feel better last time, I suspect being eleven years older has a tiny bit to do with it.

Anyway, it's so hard not being able to do anything with the children, so frustrating. My heart feels likes it being wrung out whoever I talk to them or see how much they miss having their mum around. I "spoke" to Lachy on the phone and he grabbed the phone and was hugging and kissing it. Cue tears!

Isla has been so good, but very quiet and will just utter how much she misses me on her way to kindy. It's the little things like that I miss so much.mkindy drop off, seeing her face when I pick her up.

It's been so weird going from being totally absorbed in the life of being a mum,  where you are so immersed in the minutae of their lives, to not really knowing anything much. What did they have for breakfast, how long did Lachy sleep for, what did Isla want to wear to kindy today?

They are being so well taken care of and want for nothing, but i hate, hate, hate it when they come to visit and leave upset. I just want to fast forward a few weeks when well likely have some semblance of normality in the house.

In the meantime, it's a horrid, hailing rainy winter day so I think I will lie in bed, read magazines and watch Downton Abbey season 3 - hah, ok, so it's not all bad!