The last couple of weeks have been a bit busy. I have made the decision to go back to work a couple of days a week. Although it is all very flexible and I am able to work it around my girls it has taken some getting used to. Trying to implement some kind of routine and organisation. As such I have been a bit tired and grumpy. When I tucked the girls into bed last night I spent a while watching them, they were so beautiful and peaceful. I love my girls so much. Sometimes I wish I could just grab five minutes peace and quiet but then I watched them whilst they were sleeping and realised that I wouldn’t want it any other way.
At the start of May the girls have been asked to be bridesmaid’s for my sisters wedding. Amelie is beside herself with excitement. Last weekend we went bridesmaid’s dress shopping at Bluewater with my Mum and my sister. It was a long day and I was a little worried about taking Harriet as she is not always the best behaved child but actually it panned out okay. The girls had a fabulous day trying on dresses made even better by a happy meal for lunch. Harriet really got into it and couldn’t wait to take her clothes off. They looked so sweet together.
Bless her Amelie didn’t understand why we couldn’t bring the dresses home with us. I am quite keen to keep them out of temptations way until the day. I can just imagine little fingers desperate to touch it.
I can not believe that a pot of paint can 1: be so interesting and 2: be the cause of so much stress.
We have been continuing to work on our hallway renovation project which has meant we have had some decorating stuff knocking about – more specifically large half empty pot of dulux paint.
Harriet has taken to using it as a stool and a little seat. I have found this pot of paint all manner of places. It has been used to help her climb up to the table or help with the washing up. It has been used as a soap box on which to stand and scream. It has also been used as a seat right in the middle of the kitchen. Amelie thinks it is hilarious to either move it or push her sister off it.
This week has been a tale of two tales. The fun days and then the days curled up on the sofa with poorly girls.
We started the week out and about enjoying the spring sunshine. Sunday we took a stroll around the village with Mikes parents. It was really lovely skipping along hand in hand with Amelie. I so love these moments with Amelie. The warm sunshine making the newly flowered daffodils almost seem golden.
Along the bottom of our walk under the cliffs Harriet came out of the buggy. She had a wonderful time chasing her sister and jumping in the biggest muddiest puddles she could find.
When I went to put her back into the buggy to walk back up the steep hill I took her muddy wellies off only to realise that she had gone out without any socks on. Poor baby – bad Mummy. I thought Mike had helped her get ready to go out and he thought I had. Bless her she had got her own boots on and ended up going out sock-less. So having put her mittens to good use (I knew there would be a good reason for taking them with us) she returned home with them on her feet.
Being half term we decided to go for a run along the pier to the cafe at the end. They love it. Amelie is always on my case about going down the pier. We always have to stop and put some pennies in the guide dogs. Then all along the pier there are little round drain holes which you can see the sea through. If you have very small pebbles you can drop them through the gaps and watch them fall into the sea below. It never ceases to amaze me how the most mundane things can cause so much excitement.
We also decided to take a spur of the moment day trip to France. The girls just love going on the ferry. We left at the crack of dawn with the girls still in their PJ’s. It is always such a big adventure for them. We headed down the coast in the hope of running along one of the sandy beaches, but the wind was a bit chilly so we ended up having cafe au lait and looking for Harriet’s very precious Stinky Blankey that she managed to drop.
Poor Amelie started to come down with a nasty sore throat and heavy cold, bless her she was sneezing all day and started to look more and more pale as the day progressed.
She has spent the last two days curled up on the sofa under my incomplete but very warm and cosy granny blanket. Then this morning Amelie was joined by her poorly little sister. Today only Mummy cuddles on the sofa will do. Oh and the countless repeats of Frozen!!! If I do get much sleep tonight I expect I will be having frozen dreams.