So the day has come and gone but those few hours spent just the three of us on Christmas morning were how I imagined them to be. Warm, funny and sweet. We met up with the entire family later on that day and got to try out Georgie’s new tractor! To be exact, I got to try it out! More funny to come tomorrow. Hope you’re feeling the love!
[vimeo clip_id= http://www.vimeo.com/55959810 w=500&h=281] So apparently the only time my son zones out is when he’s got a paintbrush -or two-in his hands. He actually spent a good few seconds staring at one! Unfortunately the magic ends when he decides to stand up, paintbrushes and colorful hands ready to explore white walls. This little project involves a Christmas present for a couple of Georgie’s favorite people. I am having so much fun putting together handmade gifts and in some cases investing in young people’s futures through music and books. I got the Rolling Stones’ Greatest Hits for one of my little brothers- //no, he doesn’t read my blog// I think he’ll be super-excited. I certainly would be. Hint!
Things have been good this week. My baby boy welcomed me from London with a shy smile and swinging legs. You’d have thought he was nervous or something! I eased myself into his space because last time I left him with his grandparents, he wouldn’t come anywhere near me for a few hours. It was heartbreaking but expected behavior. Apparently, kids make it personal when you go missing. So within minutes, my little dude was pushing his toy truck around the kitchen with me and making sure I didn’t leave his side. Even for a second. I don’t mind. Do you have any idea how much I missed those mischievous smiles? Starry brownies were the cherry on the top.
The question always lingers as they watch Georgie: So ready for another one? I’ve caught myself giving various answers to this dubious question. There’s ‘someday’, ‘in two years’ and then there’s ‘never.’ Needless to say, the latter is met with a sad look and the inevitable ‘why?’ I instantly regret being so honest. But it is true. A lot of the timeI am happy with just the three of us. I just don’t see another baby fitting into this picture. I can’t say I particularly miss those first few months, the non-stop breastfeeding, sleepless nights and the overall haze. Georgie was a restless baby, catching me completely off-guard even though I had cared for my sister’s children. It scared me, to be honest. I didn’t expect it to be so hard. Everyday, I would grieve the loss of my independence. I can’t say I was depressed but then again, many new mummies are but just don’t know what the hell is going on.