Colds and ghosts

Yeehhh!  Rosie slept all night last night.  I was beginning to think she had forgotten how to.  Poppy got up four times but settled quickly so all in all it was a much better night. At least I have discovered why Poppy has not been herself the past few days.  She is coming down with a cold.  Poor little thing has a runny nose and eyes and doesn't feel great.  A bit of Calpol soon sorted her out though and I was back in dreamland.  I feel like a new woman today. Its amazing what a good nights sleep can do for you.

As I mentioned yesterday, I am beginning to think our house is haunted.  Today my daughter, again told me she wanted to go home and that this was not our house, it belongs to a lady.  Usually I tell her it does not but today I changed tactics and tried to get her to tell me more.  I asked what lady? had she seen a lady?  She said yes she had seen the lady and she was in the kitchen...freaky!!  Then I asked her if she was a nice lady and she said she was.  Finally, she told me the lady is old and that she likes her before getting distracted by a different toy.  Is there such a thing as ghosts?  I personally have never felt anything strange but I must admit, I am beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable now.  Maybe its just her imagination and I am reading too much into it as my husband is away.  Any advice would be much appreciated.

Fluffy pillows and ghosts

So much for things getting back to normal...last night was a night from hell!!!  Both girls were up pretty much all night.  They were soothed and calmed but then started again 10 minutes later.  At least Rosie had a reason, she appeared to be suffering with her teeth (although no signs of them yet!!), I have no idea what Poppy's problem was.  I am now fantasizing about sleeping in a room far far away from here, all alone with a big fluffy white duvet and big fat comfy pillows.  I think I could sleep for a week.  Fingers crossed tonight is better.

Poppy has been freaking me out the past few days.  We are currently renting the house we live in and have lived here for about five months.  For the past few weeks, every time she comes in the house she says "I want to go home!", when I tell her this is home she says "no its not.  This house belongs to a lady...not us!".  The freaky thing is this house did belong to an old lady who died.  We are renting it from her sons. 

To make matters worse, last night when she got out of the bath she also said "I'm going to die".  I asked her what she meant and she just kept repeating herself over and over.  Scary! Eventually she said "like the octonauts Mummy...aaah dive, she wants to dive!!  Deary me...she is going to give me a heart attack!  

It is all making me a bit nervous, especially as its just me and the girls for a few more weeks yet. Hurry home Husband!