Have you noticed?
Trying to mop up sicky baby and self in the doctor's surgery while persuading timid four-year-old to have meningitis injection was somewhat challenging, particularly when littlest remembered his last injection and screamed unstoppably at the sight of nurse with needle.
All in a day's work - but this was also the day I had to be interviewed for the school's final Investors in
By the time my long-suffering husband came home to spend his
lunch-hour minding four small
children, sicky one was washed, changed and asleep, the rest were fed, the washing machine was churning and I was back in super-governor mode. No time for a shower - quick change, lots of perfume, silk shirt.
Husband gave me a good sniffing and pronounced me all clear before I leapt on my bike. Two-and-a-half minutes to school uphill against the wind.
We passed the assessment and I got home before sicky baby woke up. I even had time to take off the silk shirt - just.