These past couple of weeks have gone by in a bit of a blur.
The kids have both had colds, and I has been teething again, so sleep has evaded us. G has been asserting herself in quite loud and demanding ways of late, as per being two and three quarters in age, she has cracked daytime potty training (we only need to sort out naps and bedtime now), but has also been immensely sweet and cuddly. They both have.
I’ve been taking iron tablets because my iron seemed low, explaining (at least in part) why I have been feeling so breathless, and lacking in energy and motivation over the past couple of months, yet my iron levels at my last blood test came back ok. Go figure!
That said, since taking it my husband and I have seen a definite improvement in my energy and enthusiasm for life, so aside from this week, I have had far fewer deadened flop-outs at the end of the day.
We have seen family. In Sheffield for our niece’s christening last weekend, which was lovely. Both children enjoyed seeing their cousins immensely.
And we had a visit from my parents, so the kids and I got to spend Wednesday morning with them at our local wetland nature reserve, which was wonderful.
In addition to that, we have been doing all sorts of autumnal things together over the past few weeks. Since making the decision to home educate our children, I have been feeling more determined about intentionally creating opportunities for natural learning. Therefore with one of my favourite seasons just upon us, Autumn with it’s riot of colour has been an ideal starter subject as a springboard to a myriad of fun things to discover.
- Made a papier mache lantern to hang from our tree with a tea light in it.
- Collected leaves to make a mobile.
- Used leaves and string wrapped round a jar as another tea light holder.
- G and I have been singing a song about the months of the year, which has gone down very well, and I always looks up with a delighted expression whenever he hears it.
- Various bits of sticking and painting of leaves and trees, and generally messing about with colour, which we began to put on a wall display.
Alongside going for lovely walks and kicking the leaves, picking up sticks, playing in puddles (for AGES), drinking hot chocolate, watching movies, foraging for blackberries, baking, lego-building, wrestling/cuddle/tickle sessions, picnics, dressing up, holing up with stories, make believe games with toys whilst G does different voices for them, and lots of bouncing on the bed.
But two of my favourite new things, have been making leaf biscuits out of mutli-coloured dough which tasted delicious, and letting G play at the sink with a washing up bowl full of water, food colouring, glitter, pom poms, glasses and various bath toys and cutlery impliments.
We have done this twice so far and she will happily play on her own for up to an hour, just exploring the coloured water and “Making wine, mummy”. It’s been lovely seeing something so simple be a source of such delight, and I am reminded that this life is given as such a gift for us to enjoy and discover.
“It is the glory of God to conceal a thing: but the honour of kings is to search out a matter.”
Both children have been relishing the water play of late. Besides the puddles and the coloured water, they have wandered into the bathroom whilst I was in the bath on several occasions, and have enjoyed dipping their hands in the water, covering me with bubbles, giggling as I washed my hair by being submerged under the water level, and generally getting very wet. It has been a lot of fun.
I continues to drive his Tonka Truck with great speed and precision around our downstairs, enjoying his own space and company. Mostly he can be found engrosed in driving any number of his various toy cars around the place, testing out different heights and surfaces as he goes, or walking back and forth around the house on a joyful mission that only he is privvy to. Lately he has been showing an interest in my many cookbooks, and has been staring intently at books and the backs of dvd boxes.
Maybe he is teaching himself to read before he decides that he is ready to talk – who knows?
Meanwhile I have been trying to rest (Ha ha!), sleep, and get ahead with the christmas baking and cooking up meals for when the baby arrives. I am pleased to have squirreled away 11 individual meals and one big tub of soup thus far, so we should be able to cover the first week at least.
With roughly nine weeks to go until baby number three arrives, I am getting really excited about the labour and birth. I know, I am odd (I will explain in another blog post). I get a little bored of pregnancy after a while, but we are on the home straight and I look forward to meeting the person who feels much like they are auditioning for a contemporary dance version of Saturday Night Fever inside my tummy every night!
“Lo, children are a heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.“ Psalm 127:3
I also have begun getting excited about our Autumn party, and Christmas, especially with another child at home. Pinterest, my new-found hobby, has been generating lots of new ideas for activities and family traditions, and in all of this I have the pleasure of seeing the world through the wide-eyed and wonderful perspective of our children.
Therefore, despite how hard things have been at times in the last few months, especially with my energy, I consider myself immensely blessed.
I have the privilege of spending time with two amazing small people every single day. Watching them grow and discover life at a gentle pace, I get to slow down too, which is a gift in itself.
I may be exhausted, achey and frequently uncomfortable, I may moan a lot, but I am really, really happy. I can honestly say that I enjoy parenting, I enjoy my kids, which as with marriage, is equally tough and wonderful, but which bears such rich fruit.
I wouldn’t change it for the world.