This week has been a losing battle for me against the baby germs.
I fought hard but my body succumbed and let the germs in … result… one goopy eyed mama monster!
Great news is that sprog never actually got very poorly, a couple of sticky moments on Saturday cleaned out nicely and he was fine. On the other hand, I have woken up eyes stuck together for 3 days in a row now, the antibiotics seem to have finally taken away the red tinge to my eyes and a day of sitting in a darkened room has given them some rest.
My darling delightful students has 2 reactions to my hugely puffed up eyes. A) ask if I was ok? Had I been crying? Was everything ok? B) Laugh at my face. The majority chose option B. I don’t blame them.
My lovely colleagues had less options – they pretty much all chose to laugh/smile/try not to laugh or smile at me. A couple then asked if I was ok.
Well, yes after my day of sitting/sleeping in a darkened room, I think I might be winning the fight against the baby germs. I definitely feel recharged and a bit more alive, and then I realised that the last time I was able to sleep that much was July… pre-sprog…and that’s quite a long time ago!
Yippee for sleep!