August 7, 2009

I cannot BELIEVE it is a week since my last post, that is just so so so naughty of me, and there’s no excuse, except of course the crippling jetlag after our weekend in Wales. Oh, oops, that’s right ….no jetlag. Not even a time difference. It just feels as though I’m permanently a few hours behind.

That’s because the girls and I have settled into a gorgeous routine. Child Two is up first, before even the doughtiest sparrow stirs on Herne Hill, and starts watching acres of TV in blissful solitude. She loves TV with a passion and is perfectly happy curled up on the sofa wrapped in a chenille throw watching shows that she is, oh, at least ten years too old for. Eventually, I stagger downstairs and make her watch Horrible Histories with me – well, it’s educational, isn’t it? Then, much, much, much later, Child One totters down, hair in genuine dragged-out-of-bed disorder, hardly speaking, but still making it plain somehow that she requires breakfast NOW. So we all eat and are usually just finished in time for the Sarah Jane Adventures at 11 (yes, I’m almost blushing at this, but am shameless enough to admit that it’s great. Sarah Jane is the only sidekick that Dr Who had when I was young who was pretty and possessed of a brain. Now in her, what, fifties, she is still lovely and still saving the planet from assorted scary monsters, with a trio of teenagers in tow. Best of all, she has a lovely Figaro car in pistachio green and I really want one).

After Sarah Jane has daringly defeated evil again, we are almost ready for lunch. This will be bagels, wraps or just bread from the breadmaker, with humous, salads, smoked salmon and other yums. Then I will try and persuade the girls to come to the park for tennis, or they will wander off to see friends, or read (still popular this holiday, I can’t believe my luck!) or, in the case of Child Two, attempt to sidle back to the TV, only to be thwarted by Mummy.

I’m sure we could pass many happy months like this. But sadly, it’s coming to an end – tomorrow. They’re off for two weeks with Mr X.

I’ve been trying to brace myself, and trying to book in a lot of treats, but I’ve been a bit hopeless and can feel the familiar lassitude creeping up. But no, this time, I’m going to be busy. I have to edit my book. Novel number two turned into a pile of poo while I wasn’t looking and I’m using this time to sort it all out. I really am. I won’t be watching daytime TV and getting sad. Definitely not!

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  • InsomniacMummy August 7, 2009 at 8:01 am

    Jet lag in Wales…….LOL! Made me giggle.

  • Suburbia August 7, 2009 at 9:03 am

    OMG we are living similar lives! All mornings this week have been similar to yours (except my second is a boy!), though I am a bad mummy and blog while they watch TV, well at least I'm in the same room!

    Mine left for 2 weeks with their dad about 30 minutes ago 🙁
    Strangely, a very anoying e mail from my solicitor, regarding the divorce, dropped into my inbox as he drove away! Bugger!!

  • The wife of bold August 7, 2009 at 11:26 am

    Ohh how i envy your mornings – they sound dreamy. I can't wait till mine can entertain themselves with TV and i can get up when i want to. Jetlag? I like it 🙂

  • dulwich divorcee August 7, 2009 at 12:06 pm

    I know, IM, I'm being very naughty …but it really feels like jetlag!

    Hi Suburbia, that's spooky! Have you got stuff planned for your two weeks? I must get organised ….so far I've just laid in massive stocks of choc, not very sensible …thank god the divorce lawyer has done his worst with me, good luck with yours!

  • dulwich divorcee August 7, 2009 at 12:07 pm

    WoB, I know, it is total bliss …mind you, I don't know how I'll manage to get myself out of bed without the distant chirrups of Child Two's telly progs to prod me into some sort of show of mothering ….

  • Linda August 7, 2009 at 12:52 pm

    Where were you in Wales? We are off after we have been to Bognor – bet you are dead jealous of that one! xx

  • Jennysmith August 8, 2009 at 1:37 am

    Oh DD, I always feel drained and exhausted after Wales (in-laws live there) so it IS definitely jet-lag. You were better off doing an Australian run really.

    But at least I didn't have to think about the looming school holidays and how to entertain my monsters. Like I have to now.

  • Chic Mama August 8, 2009 at 3:02 am

    i really feel for you…I am absolutely dreading that although I can't imagine my husband even wanting to take the children away.
    Your week 'off' sounded bliss- glad you enjoyed it.

    take care
    Chic Mama