I have realised that I am writing less and less these days here. I think this is due to a host of reasons, tiredness, time, redundancy, new house jobs and Worrybomb herself. There just doesn’t seem to be the time or motivation.
But were still here, struggling through the hardest times of our lives, just about every crappy thing that could happen is, and all right now. There are crappy x’s and court cases, inept social workers, joblessness, job moves, school holidays and lots lots more 🙁 I know we will survive and come out of it stronger, its just tough especially without much sleep.
My Mother smiles and reminds me that I didn’t sleep all night until I was 3, so only another 2 and a bit years then 🙂 I would like to apologise to her. Now that’s done can I sleep now?
All that aside, Worrybomb and indeed her big Brother (Happy 9th Birthday yesterday) and Bigger Sisters make the fight worth while. Seeing them all grow up when I stop to look at it is rather wonderful (how many years until they leave ?) 😉
So Worrybomb goes from strength to strength, she is crawling with great ease now, standing / climbing on everything and giving me grey hair as my imagination sees danger everywhere. She happily scoots through the house and patio doors when left open, negotiates the small step easily and is off to dead head / live head the flowers, eat grass and leaves and what ever else she can find that needs chewing, until caught and unceremoniously has it hooked out by a brave finger who risks a chomping by her eight teeth.
She loves going out, and gets very excited with swings. I think she enjoys the motion and the attention. The slide is fun, but on the swing she gets to go on her own like a big girl!
So, a few photos and a little more about what’s happening, that’s one more tick on my list.