Where does the time go?

Molly, post surgery.

Here I am, wondering where the time has gone and why I haven't written for so long yet again. The answer is that I have children, and children are the most wonderful and sometimes terrible distractions one can have. My two girls are the lights of my life. Molly drives me crazy most of the time, and it's probably because our personalities are so similar (which instantly makes her awesome). Harriet is no wall flower either. With every passing day she finds a new level of volume, in fact I think she may even go to 11 hahaha! (a Spinal Tap joke for those who don't get it).

Me and my baby after her surgery.

So what has been happening in my super charged world of motherhood? Well firstly, Molly had her tonsils and adenoids removed. It was honestly one of the most terrifying experiences of my life. Nothing quite prepared me for seeing her go under general anaesthesia. With children, a mask is held to their face with gas to knock them out, and a cannula is put in to their arm while they are asleep. Yes, it is good logic because who wants a cannula anyway (child or adult), but she looked at me with fear and terror in her eyes. Those big marvellous eyes cried out for her mummy to help her, but I couldn't. It near broke me. When she came to, she was very dazed and had the saddest eyes I have ever seen. She was such a little trooper. That night was a rough one, because the pain started to set in and her cannula and heart rate monitor were irritating her, but she pushed through it with such bravery.

During the evening a little boy came onto the ward in the bed next to us. His name was Louis and he had broken his arm. He was throwing up quite a bit and Molly had taken notice of this. In the morning when her drip was taken out and she was able to move, she jumped down off her bed and took the sick bag that was given to her that she had not used and gave it to Louis, and exclaimed "here, you can have mine." My little cherub has such a big wonderful heart, and she made me so proud with not just that beautiful act of kindness, but her courage and strength throughout the entire ordeal.

Molly's birthday cake.

We also just celebrated Molly's 4th birthday and Harriet's 1st birthday (although she is not actually 1 until July). We had a joint birthday party that went off with a bang. It was a pirate party for Molly and a Little Miss Sunshine twist for Harri. The sun shone and fun and excitement filled the air. They had a magnificent day, and I have never been so exhausted hahahaha! I don't think I will be doing that again any time soon, that's for sure. 

Harriet's birthday cake.

So many other things have happened, but my brain is so scattered and out of it at the moment that I will have to return soon to continue the tales of my adventures.

To be continued....