A birthday celebration and more......

My first born son was 2 on Saturday.

The big 2!
I cannot believe how quickly 2 years has passed. I still remember this little tiny pukey baby that fell asleep on my shoulders. Now I have a strapping, full of life 2 year old thats into everything.

We started the morning opening presents, although it was slightly overwhelming for him. I think most of the presents were of a train or car variety, but he was very happy with them.
Later we caught a train to York and took the kids to the National Railway Museum. I havent been for years so could barely remember what it was like. L however goes quite frequently with the children he works with, so he knows the place like the back of his hand.

Now if you like trains and history of trains and transport, then the NRM would definately be your cup of tea. However I have admit (as bad as it sounds) I wanted to poke my eyes out half way through :o

E is Thomas the tank engine mad so we knew he would love it.
M quite enjoyed it too. She used to love Thomas when she was a little bit younger and I still see her playing with trains, even though trains are for boys and she only likes pink and princesses. Apparently!

Of course, the York eye is there too. We would have gone on but we would have needed a small bank loan to pay for it. Well £17.50 actually, but even so! Not as expensive as the London eye though.

But I think overall, he enjoyed his big day, even though he wasnt fully aware of the fact he was 2.

So a lovely day was had, or was it?

Kids were in bed after a great day, chocolate was being consumed whilst giggling at The Simpsons movie on sky and L was chatting to his brother on the phone. He had said something that made me turn to look at him and as I did, I noticed a rash just below his shoulder and it didnt look like a normal pinky red rash. It was purple and very different looking. Of course, the first thing I did was get a glass to do "the test".

It didn't fade.

L was trying to fob it off at this point saying it was nothing. I nagged and nagged him to call the out of hours doctor and eventually he did. After a ten minute phone call, they decided that it was probably meningitis and they wanted to send an ambulance.

Cue me going into complete panic stations. I havent felt so sick and anxious for a while I can tell you! But L insisted that he felt very well in himself and wasnt showing any other symptoms. The out of hours centre decided to let another doctor call back to get another opinion. They rang back almost straight away (good job really as by this point L was reading allsorts thanks to google) and she diagnosed Shingles.

PHEWWWWWWW.

But then not phewww because small fry hasn't had Chicken Pox yet! I didnt fancy another baby with it. E had CP when he was 4 months old and it was hell I can tell you. Plus we had plans to stay at my brother in laws during the week as we're going to a theme park and I'm taking M to see Girls Aloud (oh the shame).

So all this was put on the back burner until we knew exactly what was going on.

The next morning L went straight down to the out of hours clinic only to be diagnosed with........................

nothing.

Thats right, nothing.

All that panic and worry for rashus nothingnus.

It was a relief I can tell you. I felt so frightened when that rash wasnt fading, but thank goodness it was nothing. I was very impressed by the NHS services. They certainly don't mess about when it comes to it and I'm very grateful to the people L spoke to. They did their jobs very well.

So now we're just chilling out in West Yorkshire. In fact we're very near the famous Katy of I'm a Ginger Monkey (why didnt I schedule a visit?) . We've got a busy week ahead and it begins with a shopping trip today.

So I will log off now, get ready and give my nagging child a drink!