Give her a break!
After a stressful week, and a very exhausting Monday night at work (a Doula’s work is never done!), I fell asleep at 7pm last night. Yes I did have to miss All Saints 
and I failed at my detox program by taking 4 overnight flu tablets. But I was oh so tuckered out, so I just went with it.
Anyhoo. I was a bad, neglectful Mummy last night. So bad infact, that I had no idea that my Sophie Pophie had a broken wrist!!!! She didn’t mention a thing about it until this morning…
I’m making my coffee at 6.30am, and I hear a wild animal in my living room. Turns out, the wild animal is Sophie holding a broken wrist. Bring the cynic that I am, it took 7 hours of doctors appointments, waiting rooms, xrays and $500 to prove that YES IT WAS BROKEN. So on went the plaster. Wa la! A happy, slightly broken Child with a crazy, slightly broken Mother.
