The last couple of times, Emily has got upset and said she doesn't want to go when I tell her in the morning that it is a nursery day. I am not sure what has changed, but she seems happy enough to go once we set off. I think she would prefer to just stay at home and watch endless Peppa Pig stories. I only have myself to blame for buying the boxed set! I rather like it myself though, as the storylines are often amusing, especially where Daddy Pig's monumental ego is concerned.
Recently, if I am cross with her (usually if she won't eat properly) she says 'Mummy happy'. To which I say 'I can't be happy unless you .....'. But I feel guilty when she says it as I don't like showing my displeasure, and I admit that I am prone to overreaction. She has also taken to saying 'I'm not very good at xxx' or 'I'm not very sure about xxx'. I don't know where she has got these phrases from as I don't think I say them much.
Erna is away for a month so I am having to do the ironing and cleaning. Honestly, I can't see how working mums manage at all. And I don't even have to wash and iron Nick's shirts! Exercising takes up the first couple of hours of a nursery day, but the rest is an end-to-end whirl of shopping, cooking, ironing and tidying. I've barely had any time to actually clean anything this week and it is starting to show. I would love to blitz the whole apartment, but the time just down relentlessly.
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