I went back to work this week after a break of almost two and a half years. I am only teaching one yoga for birth class a week so it’s not a big deal. However, it’s great to be back in business again and I’m looking forward to welcoming lots of lovely Mums-to-be.
Babykins and I met up with some friends at a ‘sling meet’ last Thursday. There was no chance of getting my little big boy into any kind of carrier so we played in the park with one of the other pre-schoolers while her Mum went off to lead the babywearing crew on their walk. We were blessed with beautiful sunshine in Teesside that day so there were lots of parents (27 I think) enjoying carrying their babies in slings, wraps and backpacks. After the babies came back to the play area, Babykins and I wandered down to the river to visit the ducks. It was peaceful with only the occasional dog walker passing by. Babykins was great company so we happily sat in the sun enjoying our snacks and wondering if ducks like banana. We’re still not sure but I think it’s fair to say they prefer bread.
On Saturday we had a long awaited trip to the theatre to see ‘Horrible Histories – Terrible Tudors‘. The Middle Miss had been a bit reluctant to attend. I think she was concerned that she would have to witness a few beheadings. The second half had scenery that produced 3-D effects. So, although the beheading of Mary Queen of Scots was done in the form of shadow puppetry, her blood appeared to fly at us from the stage. Thankfully The Middle Miss coped with it all.
Finally, after the downpours of Saturday, Sunday afternoon was spent in the allotment. After much nagging from my Mum, I planted out some of the runner beans (there are more waiting). After last year’s epic fail, when we harvested not one bean, we are hoping for better things in 2013. Some of these beans were planted direct into the soil and protected by fleece. The larger ones have been growing in the greenhouse. This means we have plants at a range of stages and hopefully that will mean a longer, more spread out picking season. Bring on the pickled beans.
Oh dear, the weeks seem to be catching up with me…Writing, done by The Middle Miss.
Translation: Getting ready for school then have breakfast then brush my teeth then put on my shoes get my coat on because it is school time to go to school and I need to water Barnaby Bear’s sunflower plant with a watering can.
I love that she is getting into writing lists, it seems to be a family trait. I also love the phonetic spelling, it cracks me up every time. She obviously knows that school is a strange word that has a ‘h’ in it but has completely forgotten the ‘c’ that actually makes the sound. Most of all, I am very proud of her lovely neat writing. If only that skill came as easily to all members of the family.
Finally, the camellia started to flower this week, a full two months after it came into bloom last year. It’s such a beautiful plant and right outside my kitchen window. I’ve been looking forward this show of pinkness for what seems like forever.
Finding a fully grown cauliflower in the allotment was a happy surprise this week. The Husband planted them last autumn as plug plants. We really didn’t know what to expect and had almost given up on them producing the white heads we wanted. Somehow they seem to have gone from large but mainly leafy plants to fully fledged food in the blink of an eye. We cooked the first on on Sunday. It certainly had flavour. There are at least two more waiting to be picked so I think some cauliflower and chickpea curry will be in order, unless I get a sudden urge to make piccalilli.
After over two years of ‘maternity leave’ (can you call it that when it goes on so long?) I am going back to work next week. The picture shows the new fliers I printed out this week. I learned how to refill my printer ink cartridges and saved a fortune. That’s a good reason to be happy. I am only planning to teach one class per week so it’s not what you would call a taxing schedule. I am really excited about starting to teach yoga for birth again. I honestly think it is one of the best jobs in the world. That’s certainly something to be happy about.