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Hello Poogie,
once again, weeks have gone by and I haven’t had the time to write. This happens once in a while – a few days go by, then I think, “Aha, I should write about …….”. Then a few more days go by, I forget what it was then I start to get overwhelmed with how much I have to write. So I don’t… and then the cycle continues.
In this case I’ve also been rather extremely busy: we’ve been getting used to Childcare (you and I), I’ve been working and my work project went somewhat sideways so required some brainpower and attention, uni is getting busy – just wrote my first exam on Saturday and we’ve started work on the assignment…. And you just are SO much fun to hang out with, that when you’re awake and I’m not working I just want to play with you. So housework and writing blogs has been slightly sidelined in preference to actual living.
(Oh, and I’ve developed a slight addiction to (more…)
Dear Poogie,
Today was your first day of childcare. I was nervous, nervous, nervous Nellie. For no specific big reason. But for many small reasons. Happy and sad at the same time. I thought I was good with it all (mostly) until I left the centre. And realised that this is the first time I’ve ever left you in the care of total strangers. Yes, I’ve left you lots of times before. But never with someone who isn’t family, or good friends, who I trust and know well enough to be able to understand how they’ll look after you.
And I cried. Yes, I cried. Thankfully work was a bit busy this morning so I had something to take my mind off it. And your Aunt3 (G) came with me when I dropped you off, so I had someone to give a big hug to as I cried. Real tears, for a few minutes.
Yes, yes, I did all the right things before hand. (more…)
It was all a bit crazy, but you and I celebrated our respective birthdays in style over the weekend.
My Birthday Highlights
Me – we tried out the Weerider baby bike seat. There is a story there about how I got it onto the bike, following digging it out but I’ll save that for another time… The good news is that I got it on the bike, you got your helmet on, and we were off. The highlight of my birthday was zooming on the bike with you in front of me: down to the university duck pond, over the bridge and the river with the wind in our hair. You and I both screaming out WOOO HOOO as we gathered speed! Didn’t quite have time to (more…)
So in the spirit of adventure, I bought myself a new baby seat for my bike for my upcoming birthday. Your lovely Aunt C lugged it all the way back from New York with her..
Yes, it is a bit of a present for you too, as you’re obviously the one who will sit in it for the moment, but really it’s so I can have some bike freedom back! And your neck is now strong enough for safe riding as it will hold a helmet well without strain.
It’s a
Wee Rider .. Which I spent a lot of time choosing but really who knows until you try it, right? So more on how it goes later.
Because before I can get you into the seat and we can pedal off into the horizon to explore the world to our heart’s content, we need to get it onto the bike and feel safe. (more…)
The days fly by and this week there are a few big milestones occurring. And I realise I haven’t even blogged about some of the huge events and changes that have taken place over the past few months. So I’m just gonna write a list and get back to them in detail if I ever find the time.
A few rather large developments have occurred in our house and your life over the past few months:
All of these things have resulted in (more…)
Wake up.
No, rewind. I already did that at 2:30 am. For some reason you awoke early last night and just woudn’t settle again. Your dad walked you around and put you back to bed. More upset noises. So you had some boobie and finally went back down at 3:30 am.
So yes, when I woke up at 7:00 am and your dad brought you in for your morning boobie, I was a bit tired.
8:00 am breakfast. You got sick of yours (toast with avocado) and decided you were much more into my breakfast (muesli with yoghurt).
8:20 am I gave up and just gave you mine on a big metal spoon (because you’ve decided, that obviously those plastic ones are just for babies. I mean, no-one else in the house has to use the red plastic spoons, why should you? [yes – i can read your thoughts]). (more…)
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