A long day

Well, I think my long day may be drawing to a close, but you never know do you? I can still hear lots of coughing upstairs so I will keep my fingers crossed that neither of the children wakes themselves or each other up. I did try to be good today by having a rest when they were both asleep but then the tesco's online shopping was calling me (need to stock up for a birthday party on saturday) and then I just get lost in the sprawling metropolis of the internet, most of the time I am just looking at crap, but sometimes I might come across something interesting that actually makes some sense to me, like a website call Pullthru I think for parents like us whose child has had bowel surgery. When Josef was first born I spent hours trawling through websites looking for something I could read or someone I could get in touch with who might understand what we had been through with various surgeries and long periods of time in hospital, and particularly Hirschsrpungs disease, but I couldn't find anywhere, then out of nowhere this popped up the other day, and the first page has a brilliant introduction about having a baby and something unexpected happening. I won't repeat what it says, but I thought it was brilliant, so definetely one to look at if you want a bit of support, or something to make you smile, be warned though, it did also bring a lump to my throat. It is an american site, so not very local to us but still there might be someone out there who can answer a few questions for us.
It has been raining on and off all day and the wind has been incredible, everyone, especially the poor old dog, is feeling cooped up, which can only lead to grumpy children and an even grumpier me, even the suggestion of cake making couldn't shift poorly Josef from his place in front of the television. An interesting question, does it make me a bad mother if I let my ill child watch tv all day, is it acceptable when they are ill, or should I still be providing valid learning experiences whilst mopping up snot and ladleling out calpol? That will give me something to think about, if I can't find anything else to feel guilty about today. The lot of a mother.