Sometimes Sundays, especially the mornings, can be so nice. The general routine is that hub will take Shou and Marina out on their park tour which usually involves going to the park in the next town over - the one with the roller slide that comes out of a rocket (and more affectionately known to Shou and Marina as rocket koen/park), followed by a trip to the park in Kunimi - the one with the roller slide that comes out of a ship (and more affectionately known to Shou and Marina as the fune koen). It is at a beach so there is also some crab grabbing followed by an ice cream and some takoyaki for morning tea. Talk about nice morning out for the kids.
While they are out Ryu will usually sleep for at least and hour and a half and I get time to have a coffee, ring NZ and sort out the house before the carnage of the rest of the day takes over.
Today was no exception. I got a coffee, rang mum, hung out the washing and started to sort out lunch. The crew came home, we had lunch and then Shou , Ryu and I left to drop off crap Bruce Willis DVD we got last night, leaving hub and Marina to have a nap.
All good so far.
Come 2:30 and Shou and Marina are running round being complete 'let's not listen to mum and dad' bastards and Ryu is...
My poor wee boy.
And it was MY fault :( I came up the deck, left the gate open because Shou was coming behind me and then promptly got engrossed in trying to tell hub that the pink sandals hidden at the back of the shoe cupboard (and that he had found and was putting on Marina) were far too big and were bought for next summer or perhaps even the one after that).
Thud, thud thud crash.
Five seconds pass.
Poor Ryu. He howled blue murder for a good five minutes, me for a good ten, and then he was fine. He has three different bumps on his head and I think he may have even done a complete flip in it before settling on the ground. Well, that's what happened when I did the test without him in it!!
We rang THREE hospitals. First we rang the one that was 'on call' in our city for today. They told us to ring the big city hospital as they take emergencies now. That hospital is probably only ten minutes closer than the big hospital in the other direction that we have been to a lot - it was Marina's hospital for a lot of her kidney issues that first year. They said that, despite Marina and Shou both having charts there, because Ryu didn't we should try the city hospital in the next city over. For fucks sake. If we have to take him to a completely new hospital we may as well go back to the one in our city jurisdiction. Ring them and explain the story AGAIN.
Don't bring him in - as they would just give him drugs to make him sleep and then do a CT and that would take quite a while so may as well monitor him at home and bring him in if his lips turn blue or he starts shaking.....
He is fine by the way. Has been his usual charming self since five minutes after the fall, but still. It was A LOT worse than his fall down the genkan and because neither of us actually saw it happen there is that feeling of 'what if' he landed smack on his head on the concrete??
Anyway, have to keep close watch for 24 hours.
So that was that drama - not helped by hub going on and on about me leaving the gate open. Roles reversed I would have been the same though.
At about 6pm - while Marina was in Granny K's room, where she had gone to skive off eating her dinner, Shou ran in, jumped on the bed and Marina went flying onto the window-sill. She now has a black eye and I'll be lucky if I last the day tomorrow without social services calling round.
Hence why I am now having a beer and day 7 of the 4 month challenge has been almost as much of a right off as day 6 was. Ah well, five days to get back on track aye. Might have to resort to pulling Billy and his hard arse boot camp out from under the stairs if I'm going to lose another kilo this week.
I am also going to leave this room in it's current state of pig styness and go to bed. I am FINALLY getting around to sorting the kids clothes. Tonight I did Marina's and there are three piles of clothes left in here - a pile to pass on to the lady up the road for her daughter, a pile that Marina will probably still fit in winter, and a pile that aren't pink and that will get passed on to Ryu when the time comes.
In Other news...
My little bumpy head treasure turns one tomorrow! Arrrrrrrrgh. I need to clean the house AND make a cake. Christ. At least he doesn't care what the cake looks like. Depending on what it looks like however there may or may not be a photo of it tomorrow night.