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One week = 7 Days = 168 hours = 10080 minutes.
Just one week to go before moving day and do you know what? I feel like we’re running around like headless chickens getting absolutely nothing done. It’s just so daunting especially with two little one’s to take care of at the same time attempting to do everything else as well.
You see, Liam has been the one packing things up. Most of the time I feel completely useless. There’s so much I want to get done and it’s all there in my head, but I can’t do any of it, and it’s hard because both Kiiara and Aurora are both poorly.
As I write this Kiiara is sat on my knee unsettled because she’s snotty and tired whilst my head circulates with things I could be helping him with. He understands I have Kiiara to feed and the children need my attention, but I feel dreadful just leaving him to do it alone especially with how much we have to do. It’s not just the packing that needs to be done, it’s the blitzing of the house as well!
I’m starting to worry whether we will get it all done on time but that’s me – I just overthink and worry about everything far too much.
Yesterday we managed to sort Faith’s room and some of Wyatt’s room out as well. I miss those two but having them be at their Dad’s has certainly helped as we don’t have them to contend with as well as the packing, cleaning and dealing with our poorly kiddies here.
I think I’m going to start poking at visitors with sticks to make sure they’re not poorly when they pop over – The last thing we need is more illness in this house. It usually comes at the most inappropriate times too.
So far today we have been out to grab some shopping which is usually a 25 minute walk either way. When we arrived home, Aurora drank so much juice while we were out that she had a saggy nappy which had leaked, and Kiiara was screaming because she had pooped and wanted ‘the milk machine’.
As soon as we got in I had to sort out the crying baby. Then run upstairs to get spare clothes for Aurora as well.
The children had been both sorted and I still felt like I hadn’t got anything done. Liam was building boxes in the front room. We had written down a to-do list and was going to take it one step at a time.
It’s the weekend soon so hopefully since we haven’t planned anywhere to go, we can sort a majority of it all out just in the knick-of-time.
Kiiara was screaming her little head off earlier and she just wouldn’t settle. Aurora was frustrated over some shoes in the corner (not even her shoes either). I felt overwhelmed with it all and wouldn’t have minded just 5 minutes peace to breath or go for a cigarette at least, but I just had to crack on with it.
I can’t wait for all this packing and moving to be over and done with – It’s so much stress for such a little person like me.
Liam is absolutely brilliant. He doesn’t grumble at how much he has to do while I’m sat feeding the baby. Even with all my grumbling about this move, I’m sure we will get it done as a team and we will feel so much better when we have settled into the new place.
It’s just going to take plenty of coffee and chocolate to get through the rest of the week.
Wish us luck, I think we’re going to need it.
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