A Day in Our Life - The Hospital Edition

This may not be a typical day for many and two weeks ago it was not a typical day for us.  For the next few weeks though, this is our reality and I thought I would share a day in the life of Dylan, Archie and I.

Our alarm clock goes off around 6am, and by alarm clock, I mean the first of the little people that we share a ward with wakes up, in turn waking us all.

A little chat and a cup of milk and possibly a cheeky episode of rhyme rocket on the laptop whilst Mummy adjusts to the bright lights and noise of a busy bay.

It is 7am
and we are ready for some serious playing.  Archie in a walker and Dylan and I go through several boxes of puzzles, some cars, bubbles, colouring and stories before pausing for a snack.  As Dylan isn't really wearing himself out, he is not interested in eating so much and breakfast is usually passed straight over.

Nap time for Archie which means I get onto Dylan's bed for some cuddles and more puzzles (you may notice puzzles cropping up a lot) We play with stickers and read his magazines.

Grandpa turns up to give me a little break and Dylan eats his lunch whilst Archie and I go for a little wander and maybe some fresh air.

We say goodbye to grandpa and it is Dylan's turn for a nap.  Archie is of course wide awake so I put a mat down on the floor and we have a roll around and chew some toys (It is mostly Archie doing the chewing)

Archie goes back to sleep as Dylan wakes up and after a quick snack, we get back into puzzles, cars, pop up toys, stickers and the odd episode of Jake and the Neverland Pirates.  We read the accompanying book 13 times in a row before Mummy begs to play with something different.

Archie wakes for a feed and a nice nurse comes and asks for a cuddle, offering to take him for a stroll around the ward to give me a break.  A healthy happy child is a big hit with the staff and they love the smiles. Any help is greatly appreciated and Dylan and I get back into yet more puzzles.

Visitors arrive and I gladly soak up adult conversation whilst we still try and keep the troublesome two occupied and happy.

Visitors leave and it is dinner time.  I struggle to get Dylan to eat anything and Archie goes back in the walker.  More visitors arrive and Daddy turns up with some dinner.

More games, more toys, more puzzles, more stories and I find an excuse to pop out and see the world, even if it is only a stroll to the post box.  

It is 8:30 and the daily sleep battle commences.  I settle Archie and spend the next two hours trying to coax a boy who has so much unspent energy to sleep.

10:30 and I am in a hot dark room, hopefully surrounded by sleeping babies. Half an hour to myself to sit, drink tea, blog, catch up with the world, before I transform my chair into a bed and settle down for the night

Until the night feeds begin anyway . . .

I have never played so much. I have never got quite as engrossed in games with the boys before. I have never spent so much of my day giggling.