My mum is in hospital having some tests after some fainting spells and breathlessness led to the discovery that her hemoglobin levels are insanely low and we've have all been worried about her. C particularly has needed a little extra love. I think she's concerned in a non-specific kind of way but doesn't have the language to properly express herself. So hugs, reassurances and
plenty of time to run around like a mad thing playing indoor touch footy with J and JW are on the menu.
Yesterday was particularly exhausting (exuberant indoor games in cramped spaces and constant physical contact can wear a mama out) so we started today with dessert just for something different. Tucking into a bowl of ice-cream and strawberries gave her and JW quite a boost. Funny how a little nonsense can give you a lift... I often forget that as I go about my day pretending to be all grown up. Of course, taking picture books to the hospital and having Oma read them aloud also helped but I like to think that breakfast was restorative too.