Life on the Frontline – week 29


A weekly blog from a family made by adoption, warmed by the laughter, broken by the sadness, held together by love with a big dollop of hope, oh, and often soaked in mummy tears.

The week was always going to be a tough one so it was a great relief to cross the finishing line with everyone still intact. I was, rather unusually away for a couple of days at the start of the week. I’d planned my escape with military precision to ensure the children were well supported and that my husband had some help too. It was the hardest it has ever been to walk away, knowing that Tall was still a bit wobbly and I felt very anxious about the possible repercussions this could have on all of them.

However, although Tall had to come home from school on Tuesday and was then off school on Wednesday, they all managed very well. I was very happy to be reunited with Tall and Small on Wednesday evening but my husband had already left to be away for the following couple of days. So the back end of the week I was home alone with the boys.

Tall had complained of a tummy ache on Wednesday morning, I think dad felt it was a possible excuse to not go to school however twenty minutes after I walked through the door and he was vomiting. So that was him off school with me on Thursday.

He’d not coped well whilst I was away, as a stash of chargers for electrical devises, found under his bed revealed. So having a day at home with me was very much what he needed.

By Friday he was well enough to return to school and off he went quite happily, however Small was now complaining of a tummy ache so I kept him at home with me that day. That was our top up with mummy day.

So heading into the weekend everyone was feeling brighter and once daddy got home we felt happy to head into the weekend together.

On Sunday I cooked a roast dinner to share with some good friends. As I peeled potatoes I watched the brothers playing happily in the sunshine flooded garden. The seemed so very happy, Tall seemed to have shaken off the terrors of his previous week. I too felt very happy in that moment and I thought to myself, remember this moment, and store it up for those rainy day.

In Other News

Small had a sleep over at a friend’s house on Saturday. When I collected hi on Sunday it was lovely to hear “what a pleasant boy he is, a complete delight”.

Tall and I had a night in together of Saturday but his tummy was still not good so he spent a lot of it curled up on the sofa.

I took care of myself on Sunday when a wonderful friend and her family came over for lunch. We drank wine in the sunshine, quite a bit of wine which is why this post is a little late.

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