when the kids were introduced to krispy kreme..although Poppy actually only ate the sprinkles on the top and left the donut….and then of course we had some very hyper kids on the commuter train from London..oops
<p>http://www.newsoftheworld.co.uk/0106_triplets_at_16.shtml
>if you want to see something really cute but a little bit odd. Not really in a bad way but kind of in a ‘yeah that is society now’ way. I looked after these little cuties on sunday night and they are all totally adorable. Although feeding every 2 hours, one on the hour, then the next on the half hour and then the next on the following hour did make me think…’these kids are going to need a lot of help’
One of the eternal questions that i am frequently forced into asking in these sort of situations is why are there women who dream and hope for a baby, endure endless heart ache and pain trying and failing or even succeeding to have to then watch their child fight for life in a tiny plastic box and then there is a 15 and 16 year old child who fool around and then end up with three gorgeous, perfect babies or even harder to understand are the babies of parents who are so horribly addicted to drugs that their babies have to endure withdrawal within the first few days of their tiny lives and then be rejected by their parents because they are too blinded by their addiction to see the amazing blessing they have been given.
I just don’t get it, in my job it is something i wrestle with a lot because im presented with the reality of this every week i go through the doors to the NICU. The cruelty of nature, the randomness of fertility. No matter how you try to understand it, there is no conclusion that makes any sense. It will be top of my list when I meet my maker thats for sure.
But, dont get me wrong, I wish these young parents all the best. They have been blessed with such beautiful little babies who have overcome the many potential problems of being an in utero identical triplet and arrived in good condition and at a reasonable gestation to have a fighting chance. Mum and Dad at least seem to know that and are prepared for the challenge of raising children when they themselves are barely out of their childhood. I wish them a ton of patience, lots of willing baby cuddlers, endless and fruitful power naps and moreover frequent miracle moments, when they look at their babies and wonder at the miracle that they are.
so who knew my little observation would evoke so much reaction!!!…..ah ha so now i know how to get all people to comment..LOL
anyways, im not knocking London, like i said i know people love it with a passion and fair enough. I know it has its good points and i know there is lots and lots of it that is thrilling and exciting and all that. It was just an observation thats all….
and because i so often just blog about my kids I wanted to say something else y'know to prove to myself and maybe others that there is more in my head except 'whats for tea?'
and actually maybe i should say things like this more often?
remember that line from Forrest Gump? i love that film.
But he was talking about Washington and I am talking about London. I should imagine they are not that similar. But this week I have travelled through London a couple of times and to be honest with you I found myself really not liking it that much. My observations of it are that it is dirty, not in a litter on the street kind of way (although im sure that is there) but in a 'there is too many people breathing the same air, in the same small space and it feels kind of icky.' I am amazed how people can be so close in London and yet so distant. The people on the tube standing inches apart well into the zone of acceptable personal space and yet they act like each other is not there.
When the train pulls into Charing Cross I noticed all the flats and high rises that there are. It reminded me of those stacks of hamster and mouse cages that there are in pet shops. Everyone crammed into their own tiny over-priced box, all living on top of each other but pretending they don't. Its a city that is so easy to get lost in, not just geographically which i guess suits some people but that desolate feeling of being a nobody really hits you when you are surrounding by so many people existing so individually.
Im not trying to be negative about London, I know people love it so passionately and marvel at all that it has to offer and that is cool. London is awesome, over populated, over priced and ridiculously on the cutting edge and i guess those factors alone mean you lose any ability to be personable…..
that just what i was thinking…
- It really is no use trying to convince your 2 and a half year old that staying in her cot until the summer holiday because you have booked a travel cot. This week we bid farewell to the cot as Poppy appeared beside our bed one morning of her own accord. No bumps, no tears, no sound….<sigh
- sniping is really so very annoying when you are the snipee and not the sniper…
- When is the fuel price madness going to stop!! £135.9 a litre!!
- Train journeys during half term are better when you have booked seats but much better when the train manager takes pity on you and moves you all to first class!
- Krispy Kreme make goood donuts.
and thats about all i have tonight. More soon…
