Have you ever laid back to watch the stars?
I wrote this post shortly after we celebrated the NCT babies’ first birthdays. It was just before they turned one and the emotion of the occasion caught me off guard. I blinked back tears as we all sang Happy Birthday to the bemused babies, who were sitting in high chairs round a table, about to eat their first ever birthday cake. Tall Boy wolfed down a whole black forest gateau cupcake, which is hardly surprising giving his mother’s weakness for cake and afternoon tea.
Tall Boy is now fast approaching his second birthday, and this post has been half drafted for almost a year. It was written to mirror my pregnancy update posts, to reflect on where we were at as Tall Dad and I approached the end of our first year as parents. Better late than never right.
This week’s sunshine has seen us all heading outdoors to enjoy a myriad of garden activities. Tall Boy has been digging in the soil, watering the garden (and himself), playing with his water table, blowing bubbles, kicking his football, and generally loving the fresh air.
Now he’s almost two (I can’t quite believe I’m saying that already) he’s able to get so much out of trips and adventures that I find myself constantly seeking out new inspiration.
It’s almost three years since my first miscarriage. This post has been sitting in my drafts folder for almost a year waiting for a video link. So I’m sharing it; because it’s written, and because I always intended to share it. For some reason I just haven’t got round to it until now.
Gosh, it’s been so long since I last published a post on my blog, aside from a review of Tall Boy’s first visit to Father Christmas, that I hardly know how to get back on track. Leafing through the ‘Tall Mum’ folder on my Mac I’ve found posts that are drafted, even completed, and I can’t remember quite why they didn’t get published. I guess there’s a chance that the same will happen to this post, but I am quietly optimistic that won’t happen. And the reason is, I have finally managed to carve out some designated time to concentrate on my blog again.
I am feeling really excited about Christmas this year. The tree is up and the house is already filled with mulled wine, mince pies and chocolates. Tall Boy has been wearing his Christmas jumper this week and I think he has an idea that something exciting is happening, even though he doesn’t understand it yet.
This weekend all eyes will be on SW19 for the Wimbledon tennis finals. Whilst British hopes of glory have ended, it’s still a perfect excuse to sip Pimm’s and munch on strawberries. If you want to watch the action it seems to me like heading out to a big screen offers the best combination of following the match and keeping the whole family entertained.
When I received an advance copy of The Beta Mum, Adventures in Alpha Land, I couldn’t wait to get stuck in. It came just after I had joined the Rainy City Kids bookclub and managed to carve out time to read for the first time since Tall Boy arrived. I am finally putting nap times to better use than mindlessly scrolling my social media feeds, and whilst I now find myself reading on my Kindle or iPhone in those precious snatched moments, instead of curling up with a paperback for hours on end, I am loving the opportunity to lose myself in a book.
Read on for my thoughts about this brand new novel.
Parenting is easier outdoors. I think it has something to do with the kids having space to let off steam without risk of damaging the furniture. Or maybe it’s just that everything seems better in the sunshine.