Sofa

Yesterday I got on a bit of a roll with the cleaning, leaving Squidge and my husband to fend for themselves.

I still have grout whitener under my nails from cleaning the bathroom.

I hate cleaning the bathroom.

One of the things I decided to tackle was the sofa, something I should probably do a wee bit more frequently due to the collection of things I found in or under it.

  1. More fluff than I’m prepared to admit to.
  2. A muslin
  3. The lid from one of Squidge’s bottles
  4. A pair of baby nail clippers
  5. A weight watchers chocolate bar
  6. A hair bobble
  7. Pieces from one of Squidge’s toys
  8. A crisp
  9. A malteaser
  10. A necklace

Hmm

The sofa is one of the items in the house that gets used the most and sees the most. It was a donation from my Father-in-law after our previous sofa gave up and it’s sooo comfy. It’s that deep that when I was pregnant I frequently got stuck in it and had to either be hauled out or sit and wait until my husband came home.

It’s where we sit and snuggle up as a family

Where Squidge has his bedtime stories

Where I sit to blog

It’s where me and my husband sit and ask each other about their day

The place I spent hours trying to breast feed

Where I was when we got the call that Squidge needed to go to hospital

Where I sat and sobbed when we first found out I was pregnant

The place I sat trapped, making desperate phone calls to the GP, my counsellor, the Crisis Team, the hospital. Anyone who I thought might be able to help me.

Where I was when I went into labour at 26 weeks

Where I spent most of my pregnancy after that

The place I sit now watching my beautiful son trying to crawl.

So many different experiences in one place, so many different emotions.

Fear

Panic

Exhaustion

Joy

Love

Contentment

Worry

Frustration

Happiness

Peace

Calm

I think the cushion covers might need a wash.

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