Week one is done, with only eleven to go.
I’d like to say it has been easier than I expected. I’d like to say BB is coping really well with a transition into a half body cast. I’d also like to say my diet is going really well and I am well en route to a size 10 again.
However, that would all be total bollocks.
Firstly the diet is going abysmally, I don’t have the lucky coping mechanism of losing one’s appetite, instead in times of stress I gain the appetite of all those around me, which in my case are three growing children and a 6ft 5inch chap who all have a weakness for sugary treats. BB has taken to life in a cast like a duck takes to setting up home in a top floor council flat on an estate where the water has been disconnected for months.
Needless to say it’s not been easy.
However spica life has some benefits as Twin boy pointed out. As BB is bound in Plaster of Paris it means he can sit in the front of the car; he would happily commit BB to months in a cast if it meant this privilege would continue.
For twin girl, she is the envy of the playground, show and tell is no longer ust a Friday activity, she can ‘show’ BB’s spica cast to anyone passing by. In fact if she is quick enough to see someone approach the door she can often be found leaping towards BB in order to grab at her skirt and lift it high to ensure the person entering the home gets a full eyeful of BB’s lower half. It gave the postman a near heart attack to be greeted by Twin girl and BB’s hardened knickers.
I know people have said not to blame myself for BB’s hips, but that doesn’t stop my youngest from looking at me with fault in her eyes. She has found the best retort, she has rid the house of sleep; it has gone completely. I have looked everywhere for it, in the garage, in the bags under he who helped create thems’ eyes, even inside my own yawns; but no, it remains firmly hidden from sight, my guess is she has posted it down her cast and ain’t giving it back until that cast comes off her legs.
So eleven weeks to go, I am seeing it as a survival type challenge, one that may be seen in The Krypton Factor in years to come. How to live for eleven weeks without any form of kip whilst grossly over eating and trying to occupy a toddler who can’t toddle.
Wish me luck!
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