Sometimes you know you are never going to top the last few days of blogging but you just have to push through it.

Shae’s meme is a great way to do that.

Here are some of  the things I know from this week:

I know that first post hospital weeks are always full on.

Catching up with school, housework and other things -

and sometimes you curse because you’ve missed stuff that you really shouldn’t have but can’t help

and then you feel all kinds of awful.

I know the small girl loves pumpkin soup and when she refuses dinner four nights in a row, peeling and chopping up pumpkin doesn’t seem like a chore.

Okay, maybe a bit of a chore

because to feed nine people pumpkin soup requires cutting up a whole jap (and that takes up two trays in the oven)

and your fingers will turn orange.

I know that my oven looks really clean in the photos (and really, it isn’t)

and that I am sitting here wondering why I have a sudden obsession with photographing things in my oven

and now I am craving baked pumpkin soup with crusty bread and real butter.

I know crusty bread with real butter is the enemy

along with ice cream, chocolate and creme brulee

all of which I have wanted this week

and may or may not have eaten.

I know that Ivy has very sore ears and has been a ball of misery many nights this week

but that there has been no perforation of ear drums

and I am keeping my fingers crossed that things will settle soon.

I know doctors don’t think of families who live over an hour from the hospital

but still expect them to be at an appointment at 7am on Monday morning.

I may or may not have told said doctor what I thought about that.

We may still be expected at seven.

I know that even though we have fifty gajillion pirate outfits in the house, the small boy will want to be Dig the Dog for Book Week

and I will spend the greater part of my week searching out materials and patterns to make said costume.

I know that as soon as I have the last thing on the list the small boy will say “actually, I think I would like to be a wizard”.

I know that I will throw my hands up in horror and tell the wizard, pirate boy that he will be going as Dig the Dog.

I may have hidden the wizard costume

and the wand.

I know that he will come to me with cuddles a while later and ask me if I am okay

and I will say yes and ask if he is alright, in return

and he will answer with “so long as you are okay, I’m okay”

and I won’t know whether to laugh or cry at the cuteness.

I know I wanted to put a photo of Noah in here of him in his wizard costume but aside from taking photos of pumpkin

I seem to have neglected to pick up my camera.

Maybe I’ll put a belated one in here when I find the costume again.

I know that I love this photo and I just want to show it off:

I know I want to write about confidence and aging parents and the P & C women up at the school,

and also about my sister

but I’m worried that the words won’t come out right and so those posts will probably sit in drafts, like one I found yesterday that is over a year old.

I know I wonder whether other people hang onto draft posts for that long.

What are some of the things you know from this week?