We were invited to a Rainbow Tea Party at the hospital last weekend.
I wanted to go, to show off Little T, and thank the people that cared for us so well. However, i hate that place.
The night before, i relived all 3 births, in stunning clarity. I felt the same anxiety as normal when we arrived, had to follow my usual pattern of having a coffee (which has changed from Costa to Starbucks, yuk)
I still dont like the place but it was a nice afternoon and im proud we are part of the 2017 Rainbows
Today has been a hard ass day, Little T has cried or whined all day. I dont know why. I dont think he knows why. He is usually a delight but today nothing pleases his lordship.
We went to the park to play on the swings since he loves it and he fell asleep on the way home and even tolerated being moved so im thinking hes poorly!!!
I planned to meet some friends for a drink but he really isnt in the mood and i dont think he would settle in a public space.
So im waiting on Mr Me so i can have a glass of wine and a long shower….an hour and counting.
Love, Little Miss PMA xxx