Interesting weekend, although not al easy. It swung from a lovely easy day yesterday when Paul took the kids up to his mum's which allowed me to go and spend a little money at a second hand baby clothes sale and then do some work, to a tougher day today where Paul was hungover/ill all day.  It started as a drunken hangover thing at 2am, but given that it is now 8.30pm Sunday night and he is still in bed, methinks it is not simply the result of drunken antics, poor thing.  However after being awake a lot of the night, up early and in charge of the kids all day I am knackered and appreciate even more how much he does (though obviously I won't tell him this and fully expect compensation in the form of lie-in's or nights out....)

On other thrilling news we are at the very end of the Killing 2 -one more episode to go.... arrrgh it has been brilliant, thank goodness they are just releasing a 3rd one at the moment in Denmark.

Oh, and ben and I saw Fireman Sam this morning, at the Literature Festival.  ok so not exactly cultural but it was the best I could manage given current circumstances.....

Just caught up on last night's Homeland - so good to have it back - quality tv :-)

....and Toby's travelling Circus gives me ten minutes of peace to write some drivel and drink a cuppa.  God bless Milkshake (apart from those bloody awful adverts of baby dolls who pee - ffs who wants a toy that wets the carpet, they'll sell one that poos and vomits all over you  next).
It's been a tough week with Rebecca full of cold and growing 3 teeth - poor thing.  but it looks like she may be on the mend, although her sleeping habits are still leaving a lot to be desired (I fear Paul didn't get much rest last night, sharing a bed with such a wriggler).

I'm feeling the pressure a little with the contract work I need to get done this month. With Rebecca missing nursery this week, and ben having half term in a few weeks time I don't have loads of time to spare, so will have to forego the Killing 2 viewings and possibly (shock horror) keeping up with the new series of Homeland  whilst I immerse myself in flexible working and sickness absence policies oh joy.  Still, it's cash, and thats what I need at the moment....

The prospect of starting work 3 days a week in December is increasingly daunting,  now the euphoria of actually getting a job has worn off I am simply fearful of the practicalities of being a working mum... But I guess every other working parent copes so I will simply have to as well.

Hey ho... Rebecca is about to spread her snot all over my laptop so better go for now....