The Highs and Lows of a Suburban Housewife trying to juggle the hardships of raising two young sons with keeping the house looking averagely clean and trying to stop my husband from seeing my rapid decline into insanity. Am I succeeding ... read on and find out !
Man-flu, a son with real sickness and a wasted week
Saturday 17th and Sunday 18th April
This week has felt like a holiday for me as my youngest has been in a kiddie camp every morning with his brother. So for the first time in two years I have had each morning to myself to do anything I want. These have included:
·Putting petrol in the car
·Cleaning the house
·Replying to community emails
What a bloody waste !
Then the weekend arrived and with that illnesses. First my husband was complaining of man flu and complained that I wasn’t sympathetic enough to his needs. I wasn’t.
As my husband started to recover from his mystery illness my son decided to have real sickness which started out as a tiny tummy ache and ended in a decoration of the hall carpet of vomit mixed in with lots of diarrhoea. Whilst my husband dutifully scraped up the sick and used our carpet cleaner I was delegated to runny poo management, wiping up my son, the clothes, the toilet area and my hands. This was followed by a couple of hours of “sharting”. Please see me for a description of this wonderful word.