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For the last two days, I have been intending to update the journal of
whirlywitchette upon the auspicious occasion of her reaching her third year of life, but I have forgotten the password to her LJ account. Oh, what a bad mother am I! In truth, all I need to do is swop to the other machine because I think it's saved on that version of Semagic. This is the pc that we tend to use most and I keep gettng the urge to update when I'm on this one.
So on her birthday Roisin had her two year check at the Health Visitors. As usual, she was her charming and sociable self. She is doing well, still about 50th percentile for weight, appropriate motor skills, ahead developmentally in her verbal skills. She played away happily, pretend drinking tea from a cup with me and throwing a ball about the room, kicking it. Refused to stand on the scales, had to be carted across to the clinic to the sit-in scales. Ha!
Friday she woke up with a cold which she has generously shared with her parents. Because she's feeling rubbish, she has come back into our bed.
I am back to work tomorrow and dreading it. Nothing new there. I rarely dreaded work up to a few months ago, and I used to really enjoy it. Hopefully I will soon, one day. I will miss dealing with customers and the bibliographic side of it whenever I start my new post.
This afternoon I sat down to watch the second last episode of ER season 2. The DVD player refused to work, so I ended up watching it on the computer. Possibly too many episodes of Kipper: The Classic Collection have killed it. It seemed like it would be a good idea to take out my knitting, which last saw daylight when I was 9 months pregnant, with which to potter while watching but somewhere along the line I lost the needles. As I hadn't progressed very far with the project, I ripped it all out and walked to the shop for new needles after the season finale.
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So on her birthday Roisin had her two year check at the Health Visitors. As usual, she was her charming and sociable self. She is doing well, still about 50th percentile for weight, appropriate motor skills, ahead developmentally in her verbal skills. She played away happily, pretend drinking tea from a cup with me and throwing a ball about the room, kicking it. Refused to stand on the scales, had to be carted across to the clinic to the sit-in scales. Ha!
Friday she woke up with a cold which she has generously shared with her parents. Because she's feeling rubbish, she has come back into our bed.
I am back to work tomorrow and dreading it. Nothing new there. I rarely dreaded work up to a few months ago, and I used to really enjoy it. Hopefully I will soon, one day. I will miss dealing with customers and the bibliographic side of it whenever I start my new post.
This afternoon I sat down to watch the second last episode of ER season 2. The DVD player refused to work, so I ended up watching it on the computer. Possibly too many episodes of Kipper: The Classic Collection have killed it. It seemed like it would be a good idea to take out my knitting, which last saw daylight when I was 9 months pregnant, with which to potter while watching but somewhere along the line I lost the needles. As I hadn't progressed very far with the project, I ripped it all out and walked to the shop for new needles after the season finale.