Wednesday morning I woke up and took one look at my son and knew he wasn't going to school. Took another look at myself and knew I've been better. It isn't that I'm not getting enough sleep...although this is true, too - I've caught some sort of bug. Lovely. Phoned school, cancelled ball-skills and told myself all I had to do was hang on till 10. Why 10? Because with some foresight (and Husband's suggestion) we had asked my once-a-week set of spare set of hands to come by three times this week.
Published on July 30, 2009 00:39