Day 42: Downsides of being a working parent.

One word. Sickness. Not me but little Neve. She's got a runny nose hence a cough to go with it. She's rubbish with blowing her nose and now her little body is trying expectorate all the sticky mess. I can hear her cough and cough until the familiar wet sound. Vomit. She has no temperature but her long hair is dipped in phlegm from her bedding. Just like Pringles, once you pop, you can't stop. It's like 1:00 and I'm changing bed linen and rinsing phlegm out of hair. Welcome to parenthood. If you're reading this. You know I'm a few days behind on this daily blog. I've just got up once in the night with Neve but another two times. I know this means I'd in for tough enduring week.

It's Sunday and we've had a good day though. Mr K is nursing a hangover and there's no way I'm spending the day listening to him snoring and watching him fester on the sofa. The weather looks mix. I love spontaneity and random day trips. So I bundle up the kids for a day out. No plans. Just go. One of my childhood favourites places, Stratford-upon-Avon, home of all things Shakespeare. I thought about hitting the river and hiring a rowing boat but it's been a while and I'm not sure if I wholly trust the kids not to rock the boat or fall in. A 30-minute drive and we're here. The kids remember the last time we were here. We had paid a visit to Royal Shakespeare Company's Swan Theatre before and they remember the wooden sword and dagger than we bought. On another day we came to watch my GP friend Dr Laura Clare play in her orchestra band whilst practising riding their bikes around the bandstand. There's always great food and market stalls here too. It's just a beautiful place to be.

Today I've taken the Mini K's to the Mechnical Art and Design (MAD) Museum. It's a creative space and visually inspiring. There's marble runs to make and puzzles to solve. Crafted engineered art that moves the senses and reminds you of the basic rules of motions in complex structures. This is exactly how I view most things in life, the bear components are simple and they follow simple rules but systems are often complex and are beautifully constructed to operate succinctly with purpose. Perhaps that's how I survive my hectic days and sleepless nights. I view things simply but I respect and understand the complexity I'm in to make decisions to keep moving forward with a focused purpose. Or I'm just MAD.