06/04/23 1pm
Animal status: Feline #1 groomed, hens 1-8 relocated to the fully enclosed run after a near miss with the fox (so grateful for the vigilance of Child #1! She spotted Foxy out the corner of her eye while reading in her room yesterday bedtime and dashed out just in time to leap the dead electric fence and banish Foxy before the vixen got any this time. Our laying flock is down to 8 from 12 so Well Done C#1🙏).
Family status: Husband collected his lunch from the radiator (don’t ask) before it was catted, win. Kids #1-4 currently crated their rooms for various nap/quiet times.
Perfect writing opportunity! Have gone to bed…to write! But the siren song of Bed is conspiring with Pregnant Self to drown out the friendly hum of Laptop.👀
1:05pm
Doorbell just rang. Hope it’s nothing important, because I’m not getting out of bed. Have fully committed to being horizontal for at least ten minutes. Hopefully it’s one of the Men from either the borehole we’re digging or the annexe kitchen my parents are converting and will be fielded by my own Man. I knew I kept him around for something…
…if I just missed a parcel of Party Prep Supplies for C2’s 7th birthday this Saturday I’ll be sad. Which in the pregnancy dictionary is defined as variably mildly disappointed, a fiery ball of rage, or inconsolable weeping. Shall ignore the attempted incursion of Monster Mum Guilt and do my best to lose consciousness.
1:23pm
Bore hole has struck water hooray! We’ll know in a week or so if it’s drinkable I think. So no birthday parcels missed 😍
C2 appears to be on the roam. It could be C3, but to be sure I’d have had to blow my fake sleeping act. After various light-footed scampering around Sleeping Mummy C2/3 has taken himself back to base by the sound of it. Nap potential not looking good, should probably shift Primary Aim to writing…
1:32pm
…only from the scooting sounds C3 had used his potty so some drive-by parenting was needed as he likes to remain on the potty after he’s done and scoot around as he plays, which can cause noxious tidal waves. Potential punami averted.
Am in that funny head space where Brain feels too busy for sleep but too foggy to handle proper functioning. Not going to be a writing slot I fear. Goodnight! 🤞
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