Extra: Ordinary Moments
Two days away from my estimated due date. I've been saying for weeks that I wanted the baby to arrive on the 9th (first official day of maternity leave; finally being at a stage when going into labour wouldn't mean Steve cancelling any semi-important plans) but apparently childbirth is not that easily scheduled.
Anyway, the past fortnight has been largely about preparation. The baby's bedroom has been decorated (Dulux "Daffodil White"), the wardrobe has been assembled (thanks to our pal Bruce and also to Gizmo), and I've spent a lot of time pootling around, sorting out baby clothes and blankets and finding homes for the boring, ugly, practical things (one good reason to move onto garishly printed cloth nappies, I think...).
Incidentally, how cute is this nightlight (bought from Vertbaudet)? We don't have a lot of just-for-fun things (yet) (and I'm very fussy about them) (so please don't gift us any "inspirational" prints) (I mean, thanks for the thought and all, but NO) (in a world where dinosaur toys and chocolates exist, there's just no need) so I'm extra smitten with this one.
Other than that, I've mostly been bouncing on my yoga ball, trying to move things along.
Steve, meanwhile, drove a car for the first time in about a decade this week. I had to give up my driving lessons when my hips got bad but we thought one of us should feel able to get behind the wheel in an emergency; my instructor (a friend of ours) was happy to transfer the three hours I had already paid for over to Steve and give him a quick refresher. It wasn't exactly his favourite experience of the year but he was surprised by how much he remembered.
Hi! I'm a 30-something stay-at-home feminist mother-of-one. I live in Aberdeen, Scotland with my toddler, boyfriend and two black cats.