As soon as our son’s drains, needles and tubes were removed, he sprung back to life.
Less than 48 hours after major surgery he was keen to ‘show off’ his hospital surroundings to his siblings.
I was a helicopter mum for a bit there, worrying that he might overdo it, but thankfully he knew his boundaries.
This is the area that is accessed only through the children’s ward and the kid’s outpatient clinic, which we also frequent .
Baby brother loving being able to make lots of noise.
He wasn’t allowed to run and jump alongside his siblings (and was also worried about the drain in his back, which you can see here) so played some music.
And then freaked me out by doing this!!!!!!!
Some great coloured walls that kept the boys amused.
Big sister sussing out the surroundings!
All tuckered out after a big day, with balloon string in hand, also notice the lovely bear knitted by the Red Cross. I told our son that it was a ‘pain bear’ and that he was there to comfort and help him when he was feeling sore and uncomfortable.
Does your hospital have a great space for kids?
I love Wordless Wednesday and also admire the woman who got me hooked:
Forget about 12-week fitness challenges or cutting out on wine sugar – I have THE BEST WAY to get healthy.
I like to call it the “Pretend You’re a Toddler For Four Weeks” fad – that’s PTTFFW – it’s kinda catchy right?
It’s almost guaranteed to get you a body that looks similar to this.
She looks like someone you should know right?
I’m glad I don’t know her, because I would be very tempted to knock that smug look off her my face!
ANYHOE – Back to my fail-proof fitness regime, it’s actually quite simple, even a two-year-old could do it.
And that my friends is the trick…
JUST PRETEND YOU ARE A TWO-YEAR-OLD.
Those with older children might have forgotten how busy wee ones can be, but let me refresh your wine/vodka/brandy-soaked memory.
They do not stop. EVER. In fact I’m sure The Terminator got some tips on how to keep walking without limbs from being around persistence toddlers.
Here is our two-year-old; riding a bike, cleaning windows, sweeping the river and using a screw driver.
Here are my three PTTFFW keys to success:
Toddlers don’t walk, they run MOFOS, and they run EVERYWHERE! From the kitchen to the bedroom, to the front door, to get their tea, to do ANYTHING. I can almost guarantee that most people don’t from room to room when going about their daily business! So run everywhere you go peeps – RUN – I dare you!
Little children do at least 100 squats a day, have you noticed how flexible they are? From picking up dead bugs and eating them to grabbing scissors you left on the floor to cut your new curtains, they are nimble enough to find ANYTHING! So get your creaky knees working again by looking under the couch for ‘stuff’ and I bet you’ll find something that you wish you hadn’t you’ve been looking for since the birth of your first child.
3. PORTION SIZE
Have you ever seen a toddler that eats their entire plate/bowl of food? Most of it ends up on the floor or is traded for ice-cream by older siblings. Why not follow suit, just eat half of the food you get at meals times, and if you’re that starving afterwards you will do what toddlers do, dive under the dining table to pick up left overs. This is a win-win right here people!
* BONUS TIP – CHUCK A TANTY EVERY DAY
Nothing says burning calories like throwing yourself on the floor with arms and legs pumping, be warned this is quite hard to maintain but it’s such a workout. For those who are really hard core, try running from room to room while chucking a tanty, dropping to your hands and knees each time you get to a new room and don’t forget to STOMP and scream!
If adults mimicked EVERYTHING that toddlers did, then it’s almost guaranteed they’d be locked up super fit, trim and full of energy. Although I’m not sure the world is ready for adults chucking tantrums on the floor at the supermarket, but time will tell.
Tell me why I should follow your toddler around?
Are you game to give it a shot? What have we got to lose? Well, apart from our dignity?
I have so much to get off my chest about my son’s recent surgery and recovery.
But I’ve just read a post from someone who is going through so much worse right now, she’s a mum, she’s a trooper, she’s Trish.
I want to write about how hard it was to watch my son begging me not to leave him on the operating table.
To explain how I wanted to cry a thousands tears for the pain in his eyes when he looked at me after vomiting for hours after surgery.
Emotional eating – (some of) what I ate while waiting for my son’s three-hour procedure. I’m one of the best comfort eaters I know!
I want to talk about how gut wrenching it was trying to encourage him to get out of bed and take one step with a catheter, cannula, and a kidney drain, less than 24 hours after his surgery.
But it all feels so trivial right now after reading that a mother I admire is again facing such a daunting future, so I’m going to look at the positives.
I am grateful that my face was the last thing that he saw before he fell ‘asleep’ on the operating table.
I’m happy we were sent home early, even though I cried and felt overwhelmed that we wouldn’t have nurses to help monitor him.
I’m thankful I was able to hold his hand when he slept or when doctors wanted to “have a look”.
Not the greatest quality photo, but this was our set up at night – right by his side so whenever he needed me I was there.
I’m grateful that despite the fact he now has an infection of some sort when we arrived at the hospital this morning we were seen by the pediatric surgical team within 15 minutes.
There’s always someone facing bigger challenges, and while it’s easy to get stuck in a runt and throw yourself a pity party, my brief stint in hospital has again served to remind me how fortunate I am to have what I have, a healthy family and extremely supportive friends.
And one more thing – I can’t wait to get my laugh back on – so watch this space tomorrow because I’m going to reveal my latest addictions!
What has given you perspective recently?
Are you pity parties short or long?
Or are you from the “have a teaspoon of cement and harden up” school of thought?”
Are you bored with my deep and meaningful posts yet?