The last week has been pretty awful as weeks go… Gabe’s cough and cold is still sticking around and his cough has really started to bother him at night so sleep hasn’t been great. Then last Monday I started getting a sore throat. Overnight I had a temperature but was shivering and by the time I woke up I could barely swallow. A trip to the doctors and I was diagnosed with bacterial tonsillitis and prescribed antibiotics.
Luckily it was a day the boys were at nursery so I thought I would get chance to rest but I got a phone call at lunchtime saying Toby had a temperature and I had to pick him up. By the time I got him home his temperature was normal and there didn’t seem to be anything wrong with him except a snotty nose. Nursery policy meant he couldn’t go back for 24 hours though.
All that would have been bad enough but on Wednesday morning I had an interview at a local school for a job starting in September. I had to teach a lesson and have a formal interview, all whilst struggling to swallow, let alone do anything else. Barry was working at home with the intention being he would take the boys to nursery in the morning but of course he had to have Toby at home until lunchtime.
Needless to say I didn’t get the job, and it took until Saturday for my throat to start improving. I have managed to get through almost 39 years of life having never had tonsillitis and I sincerely hope I never have it again. I have never known pain like it, and I’ve had two children with only gas and air! I was virtually in tears every time I had to swallow and at one point I was spitting into the sink just so I wouldn’t have to!
Anyway, I’m on the mend now and this post is supposed to be about the boys not me! With being ill and stressed about the interview I’ve not exactly done my best parenting this week. My patience has been thin on the ground and I’ve been cross a lot more than I would like. On the whole though Toby has been brilliant throughout it all and thankfully his snotty nose hasn’t stopped him sleeping. He always falls asleep in our bed before I move him through to his own room and I couldn’t resist capturing his peaceful face the other night…
And despite his cold Gabe has had some very funny moments this last week. His babbling has ramped up another notch and he’s even started saying a few more recognisable words. I can’t take credit for this week’s photo of him though – Barry took this one. He’d got hold of Toby’s toy magnifying glass and he obviously knew what he was supposed to do with it!