Poorly post

This evening I'm sitting here cuddling one poorly baby while the other, slightly older baby is at the doctors with Daddy. This is his fourth visit in ten days. It's been a rough start to Autumn in our household, with flu and croup for Noah, now croup for Reuben and, as an added extra, just as we thought Noah was fully on the mend, he's nosedived again. His temperature soared this afternoon as he took to the sofa and wailed in pain for an hour before falling asleep then waking and wailing again.

This weekend will be the third in a row where at least one of us, but usually more, have been unwell. I'm far too used to spells of being housebound but even i am starting to feel like a caged animal.

Anyone who knows Noah will know that staying still, or even staying indoors, is not his cup of tea. 

October, you have not been a happy month for us so far. You have fourteen days in which to improve..... Go!