Well, not really, it was quite a nice weekend. I just thought it went well with one of the previous titles!
Yesterday was entirely taken up with a visit to my parents house for a family reunion of sorts. My sister was there with Rowan, my cousin with her two boys F and M (yes, people in my family do occasionally have boys!) and my best friend from school called in with her boy O. Fran was delighted to see her godmother, everyone was pleased to have someone new to run about with, i got to do plenty of gossiping and to properly spend some time with both my cousins dp’s/dh’s – who i hardly know at all with one thing and another. And who also have the same name!
Rowan is walking, Josie has a bigger range of silly noises (diggy diggy diggy) but i must admit Rowan is quite a girl – she has a phenomenal range of party tricks, including eyebrow waggling, ear covering, knowing where her nose and tongue is and playing at “superbaby” – its hilarious and made me feel quite inadequate! Amazing how different babies can be!
Came away feeling like i belonged to a clan but slightly disturbed by how unmended i still am – when G and my cousin started swapping ” i did it without pain relief” stories, i just had to leave the room. I really couldn’t handle even hearing it. Somehow i managed to even feel faintly inadequate because i hadn’t bottlefed to give myself nights without a waking baby; not that either of them were trying to make me feel that way. They were probably busy feeling threatened by me getting my boobs out. God, motherhood is such a minefield at times. I’m coming sadly to the conclusion that i’ve spent most of the last year focusing on one thing i’m a bit sad about to avoid thinking about the “feeling like death while awake on an operating table with inadequate pain relief thing.” Hmph. I really must put “get a grip” on my to do list.
Anyway. Its been such a busy few weeks that we decided we really needed an “in” day today, so everyone could just relax a bit. Fran elected to watch the first two episodes of David Starkey’s Six Wives of henry, so she and i cuddled up with the laptop and had various discussions on miscarriage and stillbirth, treachery, divorce, spouse death and other such lighthearted topics. Never fails to amaze me how much she gets off on the Tudors. Its 3 years of unrelenting interest now.
Max played Snakes and Ladders and dominos with the other two, which seemed to go down very well, then all the kids settled into Mario Party. I’ve been really reluctant to buy this but having had it on loan from Sarah, i must admit it seems good. Certainly keeps them all entertained anyway.
I don’t know what was wrong with me, i couldn’t settle at anything, so after i’d fiddled at putting geomags away (had come down to a camp of geomag tents this morning) I decided to get out some scrapbooking stuff and have a go at it. I did do a set of little memorabilia books for Xmas which were fun but i hadn’t tried full pages before so it was a bit of a challenge. I had had printed out my favourite 100 photos from the holiday, so i’ve started on them – so far i’ve done 5 pages (15 photos in total) and i’m fairly pleased. Its intrinsically a twee notion i suppose but i quite liked the process and the effect – i’d forgotten how nice it was to look at real photos instead of a computer screen! The girls want to have a go now.
We’ve also done some more stamping today, that is fun too. I daresay its something you can spend plenty of money on if you try! Tomorrow Amelie (who has had another change of heart) starts nursery, so i am strapping up my nethers for that experience. Oh please may she hate it and run away screaming and sobbing to come home? Still seem to be a fair number of important jobs to do on my list but the worst is over. Time to start doing something pro-active. I’m just feeling unbearably jaded at the moment.