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4 Apr 2015

Back on the horse...

Today I packaged and delivered my first commission since Thomas was born.  It felt good to get back to the pencils and put a little spending money into my account.  However, the work flow is slightly different now.....snatching a few minutes here and there during naps, in the evenings and whilst 'the circle of neglect' and 'the square nanny' are employed. 

But I've certainly got a taste back of how it might be one day.....hours and hours to myself, in a proper studio, with all my materials around me, a coffee machine in the corner and non-nursery rhymes blaring out. Yeah right. 

In the mean time I shall make do with the kitchen table and propping my drawing board up on the fruit bowl. 

Here's Ellie, a sweet girl who sadly departed last year. So it was a lovely but emotional hand over to my customer this afternoon. 

Someone's swapped my baby

I've always been very fortunate that Thomas and Pippa have both slept really well at night. And now that they share a room in our new house I have been so thankful that they've continued to do so.  But the last two nights Thomas has decided that, between the hours of 7 and 11, sleep is soooo overrated. 

He is sitting on the sofa next to me as I type, watching The Voice and just "ba ba ba-ing" and giggling whenever I look at him.  Very happy and full of the joys of spring....yet as soon as I open his bedroom door the tears start.  Hmmm...someone has taken my baby and swapped him with an adorable, manipulative little rat bag. 

This is most un-conducive to mummy and daddy's social lives.....how are we meant to swan off on date nights and dinner parties now?!  Last night he joined in a dinner party with our neighbours, had a great time on a playmat whilst Daddy sampled the whisky collection.  Good parenting!

Well, let's hope he deigns to concede to bedtime soon, as mummy has lots of cooking to do in the morning, ready for a big family Easter Sunday lunch tomorrow. And a tired mummy makes for a lot of bad language in the kitchen and a very noisy smoke alarm. 

2 Apr 2015

It's too late.....

......see! I reeled you in with a catchy title, only to reveal that I'm officially the most useless blogger and my title actually just refers to the lateness of the hour and hence my lack of inspiration.  How disappointingly dull.  Apologies. 

26 Mar 2015

Spring is a-comin'

Well my little boy is now 9 months old, my daughter is 2 and a half and we have been living in our new house for 7 months.  Needless to say I have yet again had a ridiculous lapse in my blogging presence, however I am going to plead complete ignorance and carry on regardless.  One day I will fill in the blanks.  One day.  

I can't believe we've been here that long already.  But at the same time, it feels as if that August, when Husband returned from exercise and we then started the big move, was years ago rather than months.  Summer, too, feels like it ended years ago.   But, praise the Lord, in the last few days winter feels like it may be finally starting to wave goodbye.  

Whilst I am now very happy where we are and with the choices we made about leaving army quarters, winter has played its part in my initial difficulties in settling into our new little house.  It seems trivial, but just having the extra logistical challenges associated with the need for two sets of coats, hats, wellies, etc. to leave the house, together with less daylight hours and the requirement to use the car to go anywhere all served to make my days just a bit more of an effort.  

I yearn for the days of donning a pair of flip flops and strolling to next door-but-one on the patch for a play date, or throwing a rug onto the lawn and having lazy garden picnics amongst the rabbits, letting Rufus and the children go free-range.

Back on the old patch and in our old quarter garden

Whilst I am certainly going to have to use the car far more often than last year, play dates may be a bit more far-flung and the garden may be a 1/5th of the size of our old one, I can now see a summery light at the end of the tunnel.  Rolllllll on Spring!