Without toxins, I am nothing
Trip Start Sep 16, 2011
290Trip End Nov 20, 2011
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Woody is terrific at swimming. I chat to an English couple about a TV program they saw last night about English people immigrating to Australia, moaning about everything, getting their residency and move back to England still moaning about everything. I saw the ads for the show and cringed and apparently it was as bad as I suspected. I am waiting for some Australians to mention it to Noah or I...
We head home. We de-chlorinate Woody and I eat a monster porridge and a cuppa of something caffeine-less. I organise my various to do lists, bundle Woody back into the car, and head down the road to Woody's literacy class
I head back to collect Woody and he has had a brilliant time. I chat to his teacher and Woody, as usual after this class, is happy and inspired.
We head back home again. Last week, at this time, Woody and I spent a good hour in the park, and then he was really out of sorts for this afternoon. So, I have decided to take my foot off the throttle today. So I make him lunch, Woody draws some figures and then watches Nemo. I make mine and Noah’s lunch, and then it is pretty much time to head out the door again. It is one of those days, much coming and going.
We head over to Nerang for another play group. This is the one Woody was tricky about last week. I have let him know that I do not want a repeat of last week’s behaviour. He assures me there is no chance of that. And, he is true to his word. He sits nicely, listens, answers questions and is generally nothing like the child of last week.
And when it is time to play, he shows much better concentration that last week
We head home and Woody is tired, but no intention of sleeping. 3 o’clock strikes and my headache lands. Yowch. I try to trick my brain into think it is having caffeine by having an herb tea. My brain is having none of it.
At home we play play dough and Woody makes himself some dinosaur 'figures’ so he can play harry and the bucketful of dinosaurs. His thing at the moment is making his own ‘figures’ out of paper. We have a stack of them. We have; various version of me, Noah and Woody, the lion king team, more pirates than we know what to do with, and all of the superheroes. I had to move at least 50 paper figures so we could eat dinner.
Noah heads out to the library and I make dinner. We have a fabulous pasta feast (gluten free for me, of course) which is loved by all.
Quick tidy up, bath for the super kid, and then I manage to get Woody hysterical by just saying bodily function, and some of the noises associated with them. This is pretty much his favourite thing. With Woody suitably wound up, I head to the shops and Noah puts Woody to bed.
I need to get a few more detox supplies at the shop; a juicing bag of carrots, something called rice crumbs, and a stack of lemons
Problem in the shop I start to feel unwell. Really unwell, really quickly. It feels like all the least pleasant of the bodily functions might happen all at once in the supermarket, in the health food aisle no less. There is more to this story but I don’t think it is necessary to go into detail. Suffice to say, a detox is not something I would not recommend going into lightly. I had not considered a couple of things. Firstly, those toxins may well have been holding me together. Because without toxins, I am nothing. At times, I feel I can barely stand. Secondly, those toxins have to go somewhere...
Safely back at home I sit as still as I can and drink peppermint tea and start to feel better. I blog and Noah works and I am hoping with all hope that I am over the worst of the detox.
Goodnight lovely people. x