Life has felt pretty ‘normal’ this last week. More people are out and about, children are back at school, shops are re-opening and whilst precautions still remain in place, everything just feels a little happier.
This is how my last seven days have looked…
My grandparents aren’t very technically savvy at all, but in the last few weeks, with a little family help, they’ve started using an iPad for video calls. Previously we’d chat regularly on the phone and I’d tell them about what Paul was up to, but now they’re able to see and talk to him. That first call was really special. To see their faces light up and watch Paul grin back was just divine. We’ve locked in a weekly call now and I’m so looking forward to our next one later today.
Paul slept for nearly 12 hours straight on Monday night, so on Tuesday morning Adam and I woke up feeling utterly refreshed. The world seemed all shiny and new and it felt like that scene in the Wizard of Oz where everything goes from black and white to colour. We’ve made a few tweaks to his bedtime routine and it’s made such a difference. Some nights he still needs a little feed a few hours after he’s gone down, but for a week now we’ve had consistent 9.5-13 hour sleeps. Who knows how long it’ll last, but I’m relishing the return of relatively uninterrupted sleep. Bliss.
On Wednesday afternoon Adam and I were lucky enough to get a few hours to ourselves. Rose, a distant relative of Adam’s came around and watched Paul, so we could spend some time together. We only ran a few errands and grabbed a takeaway chai latte to drink by river, but it was really nice. The evening chill was starting to roll in when we were by the water, so we snuggled up and watched the birds fly in to roost for the night.
On Thursday morning Paul and I headed off to one of Wagga Wagga’s parks with a friend and her daughter. We played on the swings and then sat on a blanket while the children had a picnic lunch. The sun was shining, ducks happily wandered around near us and we chattered away. Paul was rather fond of a fancy lunchbox and loved looking around at all the trees and other people enjoying the fresh air too.
Friday found Paul and myself at another play date. We arrived early in the morning at our local botanic gardens (which has an amazing set of playgrounds aimed at all ages) and basked in the late autumn sunshine. Paul thought the dewy grass was fascinating, and made himself thoroughly damp commando crawling over it. It was one of those gatherings that lingered beautifully – adults catching up, children playing well together, weather perfect.
Saturday morning. Paul woke just before 6:30am and after his bowl of porridge and a milk feed, the whole family settled into the lounge room. Paul happily played with his toys while Adam and I drank coffee, watching the sun light up our suburb. It was one of those very content moments. Everyone smiling, warm and together.
Sunday felt very inconsequential. Adam worked for most of the day on a couple of impeding projects, while I did loads of washing and kept Paul content. It was one of those days that started pleasantly mild but got colder and darker as the hours progressed. After an early supper of jacket potatoes, sprouts and bacon, Adam and I got into bed not long after Paul, snuggling up under fresh sheets and ready to start the week anew.
How has your last seven days looked?
Have a wonderful week.