Last week I worked quite a bit; I do love having the ability to share a job with your nearest and dearest – and we do it very well now. It was hard at first and we had a lot of corners to knock from each other because we work so very differently but lately we’ve been just the most amazing team, not just at home but at work too. I revel in knowing that I’m valued and Max does do a good job of showing me I am – often with spreadsheets 😉 😆 That’s where I was on Tuesday anyway, while the girls were enjoying a holiday with the odd normal thrown in from Max.
On Wednesday (I might not blog about art again, you weren’t nearly appreciative enough! 😉 ) we went to latinetc for the first time since I was pregnant. Last time I was there I was taught to wrap a sling and I stood there thinking “why am I learning this, I’m not going to need to know”. So going back was hard to approach and nearly as hard to do. I cried – a lot – and coped extremely badly with things that ought to be easy to cope with and had a lot of love thrown around me by lovely friends.
The girls really enjoyed themselves though – lots of French, which mine are keen to do more of, fabulous Science from Helen on erm… acids and alkalines and identifying chemicals and making one with fire ash….. (help me out there H!) and art and music theory and music lessons for Maddy.
I’ve been assigned temporary responsibility for pasta so I don’t have to think for a while; it sounds stupid but being there, not having Freddie and having that many people around is unspeakably hard. It shouldn’t be so hard.
Thursday and Friday appear to be a blank. Erm… there was some challenging behaviour, a visit to Aunty Kate, work, music, TKD, gym and a shopping trip that involved buying size 6 trainers for Fran which she now says i can have if I buy her the purple version 🙄
Saturday we took Maddy for a sleepover with Poppy – they did 3 nights and clearly had a total ball. I’m so pleased they get on so well; it is just lovely to see those friendships build up. I picked her up todaty and she has been completely full of it all day.
Sunday, Fran, Amelie and I went off to see Romania v England gymnastics apparatus finals with Em and co. That was fabulous to watch and the girls were so excited to get Beth Tweddle’s autograph afterwards. I wonder if it sinks in to people like her how much of an influence they are to young kids and how much of an inspiration they are. I hope so; I hope they get a kick from knowing that their efforts are appreciated even if the money from sports like gymnastics is so paltry. It certainly isn’t a sport to enter for financial gain! I love that my girls admire hard working sportswomen but also with an understanding of how hard they work and that that skill comes with tremendous amounts of hard work. It seems to me that there is nothing quite so inspirational as being able to observe but also connect with real people doing the things that seem amazing to them.