Every single week over the last few months, I have thought of at least one thing I wanted to write about on my blog. But once work is done, the girls are fed / watered / educated / contented, the house tidied and Sam and I are few / watered / exercised / have done all of our administration…well I just had no oomph to write. No desire to get my laptop out again to put fingers to keyboard. With …
Author: Angela
Another weird period of life, as we moved into the second quarter of your third year, you were able to go back to nursery again. I think that was a bigger shock for you than lockdown, I think. But you adjusted back quite quickly and relished being with your peers and friends again. You relished the summer weather and the freedom of the garden, running and scooting all over the place. There are so many delightful memories from this summer …
Just as I think I am catching-up with your posts, you hit another three month milestone and I realise how far behind I am. This period of your life has to have been on of the most bizarre though as within a couple of weeks of turning two, we were thrown into uncharted territory with a national lockdown to prevent the spread of covid-19. Overnight we were all suddenly at home, as it remained for 10 whole weeks: together all …
So Little Z, I have been neglectful in writing-up your quarterly posts and it’s only as I now, finally, sit down to catch-up that I realise how neglectful I have been! As are rapidly approaching 2.5 years of age, here in front of me I have a list of highlights stretching back to over six months ago. But late is, as always, better than never and it’s always a pleasure to read through things from so many months on. It …
Waiting. For? I’m not sure. But recently, when the fiasco of pandemic life calms just a little, I have a ‘feeling’. For a while I sat on it and tried to work out what the feeling was. Then I realised it was a sense of waiting. That feeling of “What next?”. But upon finally recognising the emotion linger in my head, I was hit by an even bigger conundrum – why was I feeling that way? …
One of Little H’s favourite expressions right now is “Sharin’ is carin'”. She usually chucks it out there when someone isn’t sharing with her and conveniently forgets when we’re asking her to share more openly with her sister. But anyway, this phrase popped into my head when I sat down to start typing-up some thoughts I’ve been having since the start of the year on sharing information about my children. Now since we became parents, Sam and I have been …
So Little H, after 27 previous posts, this is the last instalment of “What Little H Did“. For reasons I shall explain in a separate post, now is the time to bring this series to end. It has taken me forever to sit down and write-up this post. It feels like an eternity ago since the last three months of your fifth year. You were only just into your second half term of school and you were doing so well. …
I’m losing track of time now, I really am. Time has done that magical thing where it takes on a whole new form and both drags and flies in equal measure. Individual days can feel like a week as I just wait for the respite of the evening where I don’t have to work, I don’t have to parent and, after all jobs are done, I can quite simply flop on the sofa. But then I blink and it’s the …
As I looked out my bedroom window last thing before snuggling into bed the other night, I saw the small blinking light of a plane moving across the sky. It held my attention and I watched the red dot pulse its way through the darkness, alone. With only the bright ISS for company. A sight that was so common – and usually multiplied five fold – four weeks ago felt so foreign. So strange. So out of place with how …
So, it’s been a whole week since we entered a Covid-19 induced lockdown in the UK. And it’s been over a week since my family and I inadvertently entered one in our household because, since school ended on Friday 20 March, the girls and I have been housebound apart from a daily walk. Sam has been far more “social”, but all that means is he has been out once for food shopping. It’s a very strange time. …
