Oh. My. God. Mastitis strikes again. I woke up shivering all over and feverish and there was no mistaking it. I tried to do the homeopathic thing and tried stuffing cabbage leaves down my bra etc, but just felt appalling, almost unable to stand. Was eventually rescued by De and Mother bearing baby Isla and Paracetamol respectively, before Alexander finally bore me off to the Doctor for another dose of Penicillin. Crawled back to bed and spent the rest of the night there.
Fortnately William was angelic all day and slept pretty much through the day and night. I felt so much better today after just two doses it hardly seems possible I was such a wreck. I even managed to put on ‘normal’ clothes – a revelation! It’s the first time I’ve been out of fleeces and those ghastly maternity trousers in months.
AND, to add to all the excitement, Sonya rescued me from the house and we hit Waitrose with Will. It was fantastic, I spent a fortune on expensive treats, parked in ‘parent and child’ space (well, nearly, they were all full – but we could have done…) and proudly pushed Will around in his special Waitrose trolley seat. Alas all the excitement proved too much for the Little Man, who has been bawling his head off subsequently for about 6 hours now….ah well…the price we pay. Thank heavens for Eddie – nurse, chef and baby-calmer extrordinaire.
A reminder of Will being nice (after relentless screaming I’ve almost forgotten what it’s like!) With his Uncle Alexander – he’s going to miss him when he goes back to Sydney 😦
William's First Year 