Baby’s not feeling good

Monday I felt knackered. Going back to work after basically 10-11 days off consecutively was a bit much. Plus I still had that shitty cold. If anything I felt worse than I did at the weekend. I didn’t sleep great Sunday so today was just hard work. I caught up with more Shadowhunters as well as the soaps.

At 8:42pm some twat knocked my door. When I peeked around the door frame I could see it was some charity woman from Christian Aid. That is way too late in the evening to be approaching people’s doors. Not just because I have a toddler who they risked waking, but any vulnerable/old people do not need strangers knocked their doors at night. That could cause a fright or anxiety episodes to them. 

Tuesday was even worse. I had 4 hours of sleep because I kept coughing continuously between midnight and 3am. I woke up feeling crappy and I had a banging headache but I went to work regardless. No one is going to pay my bills for me lol

The charity people knocked AGAIN. It was about 8ish. I was eating my dinner.

Wednesday I watched Lucifer thinking it was the season finale but it wasn’t! So got another episode to watch tomorrow. Scarlett and me had a bath at half 6. We watched Emmerdale then I put her to bed whilst my dinner cooked.

I was eating my dinner and the bastard charity people knocked my door again for a third night in a row. I put my plate down and walked towards my hallway when they knocked again. Twice in 30 seconds, are they taking the absolute piss! I was furious so I raced down my flat stairs and swung the door open. This is how it went:

Lady: “Hi, I am here from Christian Aid”.
Me: “yes I know, I have seen you outside all week. You knocked my door rather late Monday and woke my toddler up. Not really acceptable to knock doors at almost 9pm”.
She seemed shocked for me to say this. Why? It IS too late to be knocking doors!
Lady: “It wasn’t that late, sorry to hear that, did your toddler go back to sleep?”
Me: “Yes but that’s hardly the point. It was far too late to be knocking my door and 3 days in a row is a bit much. Verging on harassment tbh.”
Lady: “Well are you interested in giving to our charity?”
Me: “Nah I’m alright thanks” then I slammed my door shut.

Now, just to clarify: I have NO QUALMS about giving to charity. I frequently do so and I will always help someone but when you’re constantly hounded for money left, right and centre it gets me angry. I will give my hard earned pennies when I choose. And if I don’t answer two nights in a row, do not knock a third night. And certainly do not knock twice in the space of 30 seconds. Scarlett is actually unwell so if they’ve had woken her yesterday I would’ve been a lot more rude than I was.

Speaking of Scarlett. She woke up at half 9 when I was on FaceTime to Brett. She was crying, hot and red cheeked. I gave her calpol then she laid on my chest [she never does this]. I put her back to bed at 10ish but she woke up again at half 11 when I went to bed. I settled her and then I fell asleep. She woke up crying at 2:30 and asked to sleep with me in my bed so I let her. She never asks so I relished the fact that she needs her mama. We slept and she woke me up again at like 4/5am. When my alarm went off she was blissfully sleeping. I was able to dress in peace, make my lunch for work and have a wee without an audience. It was bliss. I woke her at 7:20 and dressed her. I managed to convince her to have some calpol then I did some breakfast. I called my Nan at lunch to see how she was when she picked her up. She said she was tired but fine. I am glad about that. I can’t keep taking time off to look after her, even though I legit don’t have an alternative if she’s unwell #momlife

Riverdale season finale is available on Netflix today. I really hope Jughead isn’t dead but we’ll soon see. I watch the Lucifer season finale during lunch. Chloe finally realised he actually IS the devil, as he’s been telling her for 2 years.

I saw this post on Facebook. It was titled “An Open Letter To My Broken Hearted Friend”. I read it and it’s something we all should read and take heed. We’ve all been devastated by a relationship breakdown and we’re all guilty of thinking this “one guy” was the bees knees and he’s damaged us, ruined us forever. He hasn’t, you’re not broken and you will rise. You’ll look back and see it for what it truly was. You’ll be stronger, you’ll learn.

TTFN x

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