One thing on top of another

14 weeks, and things are getting tight on every front. Deciding what to wear is proving exceptionally challenging as my usual clothes are either really uncomfortable or don't fit. I can't wait to tell everyone and get this off my chest, but Nessa isn't back for another week and a bit. At least it's Easter this week and Eddie had I are having 6 days off - I can't wait. Feel wrung out like a wet rag trying to juggle everything.

Yesterday, poor Will fell off the garden chair, the worst of it was that I was watching him and took a photo, thinking how funny he looked and how he was clearly going to fall off. I never actually expected him to go flying. Missed the catch by a matter of seconds and had a desperate, screaming, blood-stained child to try to calm down for the next hour. God, how awful did I feel? Watching him put his fingers into the bath later and then shrieking as they stung was just heartwrenching. Much better today thank heavens, just very scabby, along with the matching carpet burn on his nose. My poor boy is in the wars.

The next disaster is that Molly isn't very well and has been referred to a specialist for more tests. She doesn't seem to be able to walk properly on her back legs and they think it might be something neurological. I am worried sick, I don't think I could handle it if anything happened to her. We're off up to Hitchin (eh?!) next week to see the consultant. A THOUSAND POUNDS later. AND I have a horrible feeling her insurance has expired.....Does anyone want to drop a bag of rocks on my head just to finish things off? Anyone...? Anyone...?

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