Lately, the stress levels at the Zoo has been escalating due partly to this being the final term exams period. My temper levels have also being soaring from having to deal with a variety of service issues involving the outsourcing of my domestic cleaning services to my Personal Assistant. My hectic schedule juggling jobs as a personal chauffeur, kitchen stockist, personal tutor and managing my lunch catering business for my two exclusive young clients coupled with my "I-can-do-it-all-don't-want-to-let-go-attitude", has meant that ME TIME and lunch outings with friends have been put way down the bottom of my To Do list, until recently.
It was therefore a much welcomed breath of fresh air when I went out on two lunch dates for two consecutive weeks with a mixture of old friends. I particularly enjoyed my first lunch date with a good friend of mine; our boys share the exact same birth date, less than 12 hours apart. We exchanged stories of our little menaces, their individual milestones and their missions to test their Mummy's boundaries! Though she raised an eye-brow or two when I told her of the corporal punishments that I mete out on my Zoo inhabitants ranging from the ages of 3 to 13, she could feel my exasperation at the various battles that I have to deal with on a daily basis with my four beloved monkeys. My friend, Gin, specialises in people development.
Her word of advice to me, which I constantly remind myself, is :
"Lose the small battles, to win the war".
This is sometimes easier said than done, especially when one is hovering around like a little dynamite with a short fuse!
~ Written by an exasperated Mother-of-Four-Little-Darlings
that-can-be-angels-one-minute,-and-little-monsters-the-next
and who is constantly working at lengthening her infamous short fuse!
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Monday, October 28, 2013
Nails Falling Out - The Aftermath of A Blistering Time
28 October 2013
Just as we thought that the entire Hand, Foot & Mouth episode was history, our first HFM patient, Kid 2, suddenly discovered that her nails were about to create another nightmare a month after recovering from HFM rashes and blisters! Two of her fingernails on her right hand slowly dislodged itself from the the cuticles literally overnight and started falling out! I had briefly read about this happening to some Mat Salleh children when I first googled HFM on the internet during our first HFM attack. The mother of that blog warned of severe peeling of the skin as well as fingernails falling out!
It happened sometime after K2 shed her skin, so to think that the HFM virus was still creating havoc to their little bodies was rather upsetting! K3 was the next to have peeling nails. K1 had just slight peeling of the outer nail on one or two of her fingernails. K4's peeling was relatively minor too. As for me, a couple of my nails especially on those fingers that were badly blistered, started to split and dropped off too.
~ Jottings by an Exhausted Mother of Four
who continues to have horror flashbacks when she hears of the three letter words H-F-M.
Just as we thought that the entire Hand, Foot & Mouth episode was history, our first HFM patient, Kid 2, suddenly discovered that her nails were about to create another nightmare a month after recovering from HFM rashes and blisters! Two of her fingernails on her right hand slowly dislodged itself from the the cuticles literally overnight and started falling out! I had briefly read about this happening to some Mat Salleh children when I first googled HFM on the internet during our first HFM attack. The mother of that blog warned of severe peeling of the skin as well as fingernails falling out!
It happened sometime after K2 shed her skin, so to think that the HFM virus was still creating havoc to their little bodies was rather upsetting! K3 was the next to have peeling nails. K1 had just slight peeling of the outer nail on one or two of her fingernails. K4's peeling was relatively minor too. As for me, a couple of my nails especially on those fingers that were badly blistered, started to split and dropped off too.
~ Jottings by an Exhausted Mother of Four
who continues to have horror flashbacks when she hears of the three letter words H-F-M.
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| Ewww.... |
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| Ouch! |
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| YUCKS! |
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