Bad, bad me!

I've neglected you again. Ok, I'm not sure how many there are out there who actually reads this blog, but I'm hoping a few souls anyways. The thing is, I regularly updates my other blog, the one in Swedish, but then I forget about this one. Of course it's double the trouble of writing the same thing again, but in English. But also a great way to practice my English.

On top of being a fairly new mum, I'm sick. It started with my darling being sick, then I caught what he got, but recovered quite quick. My mum was here visiting, we had a dinner party for two of our couple-friends. Éomer was of course the center of attention, but as soon as he fell asleep, the xbox got the attention and we all played Guitar Hero. Awesome party game actually. Anyway, that week me and Éomer along with my parent group went to the open daycare across the street. A great way to meet other parents on leave. And for the kids to play of course. Éomer is a bit to little so far, but it's good to go anyway. So on Sunday I got sick again. Really sour throat, headache and sniffles, a really bad cold so to speak.

On Monday me and Éomer took the bus down to Täby to go meet an old friend of mine. She's living in the UK nowadays, but was visiting Sweden with her family. She has a daughter that's six months. I haven't seen her for ages. I had to go, though feeling ill.

Me and Éomer 12th of Febuary

On Tuesday Éomer got to see the doctor for the first time. He checked that everything was fine with Éomer, which it was. He is now ruffly 58 cm long and weighs about 5 kilos. Our little boy is perfect! :)

Joshing around with daddy today

On Tuesday night my left ear started hurting. I took two painkillers and krept into bed, not thinking more of it. The next day, the ear felt fine, though blocked. I feel slightly better, so I go to see the parent group. We talked about sleeping routines and how to get there. Still, Éomer is too young to really have routines. But he sleeps really good, eats one to twice a night, and I think that is ok.

On Thursday my throat is really killing me and I'm really having trouble to swallow anything. My mum tells me to go to the doctor. I hesitate. I know what they are going to say. It's just a really bad cold, it's something that is going around these days... I've heard it before. But later I decide to go to the doctor anyway. It's better to know than not. Yes, I'm actually sick. But it's not my throat, but my ears. A nasty earinfection on both ears. Thanks a lot!

So there you have it. I'm on medication and slowly starting to feel better. Éomer is luckily enough well and happy and that's the main thing.