Someone To Watch Over Me

Hosted by Cecily and MamaGeek


When we first found this house,
we were giddy with what the google map showed us about it.

It's away from the other houses.

It has it's own, long, hidden drive and a massive garden full of trees for fairies and football crazy kids.

But there was water. A lot of it. Water features everywhere.

"I don't care how great that kitchen is, if the pool is not fenced off, we won't live in it." I boldly stated.

Then I met the aga.

We looked over the unfenced pool
and we hit the internet hard for what would work to keep our kids safe in this house that had our names etched into the bricks.

There's a special clause in our lease that allows us to drill holes in the tiles surrounding that pool for installing a safety net (that will have to be shipped in from the U.S. and installed by someone from across the UK). But it couldn't be properly taken care of before the Hubby left.

So, we've drilled the children on the importance of locking the doors and knowing where Miss Ky (and A2) are at all times. I hate to scare my children, but truth is I'm scared. The few times she's left my sight and didn't respond to my voice, I felt my heart slip down behind my knees.

A few days ago, A1 who is older and has had three years of swimming, became invisible and when I searched for him in his room, throughout the house, in the back garden, in the front garden... the panic rose in my throat. I found him playing behind a bush by the pool.
Today I removed the cover. The one I've feared would hold down my children who do swim well.

I've been terribly ill. Near-hospitalization, blood-work-is-our-friend ill (you're welcome that I haven't been on here whining about it). Yesterday was the first day I stopped worrying about who would watch my children if the doctor insisted that I occupy a hospital bed. The sun was shining.

I wandered around the garden and out into the field snapping pictures and frightened a pheasant (who in turn scared the carp [fish] out of me with his insane screeching).

As I entered the opening in the hedge where the children were playing,
I caught A2 in all of his big brotherly glory,
holding Miss Ky's hand and telling her the dangers that lurk in the drainage ditch.

I think she listened to him.

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