How did I look after my two kids when they were little?
Yesterday, we picked up the younger cousins (4 & 3) for a sleepover. My sister-in-law needed some free time to pack as they are moving house soon.
The big cousins are fantastic with them. Hide and seek, mudworld, swimming, they are like built-in au pairs who look after the two littlies with good grace and humour.
Within an hour of getting home yesterday, in the middle of the first game of hide and seek though, the 3 year old started crying, holding her neck.
There was no blood but she was in a lot of pain and couldn’t be comforted.
We all packed into the car and went to see the doctor who prescribed Painstop and thought she must have strained her neck, like whiplash.
It did put a damper on things but Dippity remembered the chocolate icecream we’d bought and the Princesses DVD and 3 decided that she wanted to stay on the sleepover!
Dippity was brilliant at cuddling her and distracting her from the pain. Brilliant.
Of course I rang her mum to let her know of the drama but that 3 seemed okay if sore.
The rule with children is “never wake a sleeping child”, we all know that, but because of the suspected head injury the doctor advised that we should.
So we did, and she cried, so we gave her some more medicine and took her for a wee and she went back to sleep.
In the morning she was fine. Her neck still stiff and putting a tee-shirt on and off painful, but smiling and wanting to go for a swim.
(We rang mum to tell her she was better, and mum reported a lovely sleep-in)
Today we’ve had mudworld, a swim, a tv show and now they are walking to the DVD library for a movie (we’re hoping it will tire them out a bit).
I’ve got 20 minutes to write this and reflect, maybe finish a cup of tea.
You know, I don’t think I could look after little ones again full-time. They are exhausting! Little balls of never-ending energy.
I’d forgotton how you become the entertainment machine – always thinking ahead to the next activity, the next snack, the next meal.
It makes me appreciate my teenagers. Sure, sometimes you only get the odd grunt out of them but they are self sufficient.
And I especially appreciate how good they are with their small cousins.