It appears there’s an arsonist in our local area. There have been a number of fires deliberately lit recently, with ten being lit in just a two week period.
On one of the days, there were three grass fires lit in broad daylight in a highly frequented area. How the arsonist summoned the courage to do that is beyond me. It got me worried. I spoke with Sam that night and said I was feeling anxious. The number of fires lit and the minimal time between them being lit was frightening… I kept thinking this person is ramping things up - how long until they feel the need to do serious damage?
The past week has been another sleepless one. Henry is still teething (but these three are almost through – hooray!)
I really struggled last week with Henry’s clinginess. I’d put him on his tummy to play and he’d whinge. I’d lay him on his back and he’d whinge. I’d put him in his bouncer and he’d whinge. I’d walk him in the pram and he’d whinge. It was never-ending. I just wanted to scream at him, but I fought the urge (save that for his teenage years, I reasoned).
Last week was one of the toughest weeks I’ve had as a mum. Henry is teething. He’s got four top teeth coming through at the same time. He’s been miserable. He’s been in pain. He’s had diarrhoea. He’s had a fever. His sinuses are blocked and he can’t breathe properly. I’ve hardly slept. No-one tells you how horrible teething is.
We’ve all started a sentence with “I don’t want to judge, but….” We know full well that we’re about to pass a judgement (usually a negative one when we start the sentence this way). We use these words to let ourselves off the hook, to feel less guilty about speaking badly of someone/something. It’s exactly the same as starting a sentence with “no offence, but...” Here you’re saying that you know you’re about to say something offensive; you just don’t want to be made to feel bad about doing so.
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