Saturday 15 May 2010

Erm, it's May...

Please, someone, tell me how it's May. It's mid-May at that.

Sorry I haven't been on here much – and apologies to those who left me messages and comments that have gone unnoticed until today. You know who you are and I send you good vibes and thanks for not giving up on me.

I sort of don't know where to start. I mean, do I start by writing a huge post that will no doubt take hours and yet fail to convey the reality of life in the past few months? Er, I don't know. One thing that made me think of this blog was my brain-wracking last night as I tried to recall a very rude Finnish word... It has just come back to me and I shall be using it where appropriate.

But anyway.

A summary to begin with, to ease me back into cyberland and blogdom... I hope you will forgive me for being a tad lazy about this.

Sleep – this has not been as bad, or as scant, as one might expect. I am lucky to have such a laid-back and clever bairn, who knows how much mummy values shut-eye. However, baby's teething does cause her discomfort and breaks up her kip at times. Five night in a row is tough. I sometimes feel so tired I cannot move. But she is worth all of it.

House – I am now living in a house, not a flat. It is a tiny house, a Victorian cottage, but there is no GFG, no door slamming from below! Hurrah. However, the woman next door (WND) refuses to remove her stilettos and plods around her wooden floors like a shire horse on stilts. She's a right moody cow with a face like a smacked arse most of the time, but that's for another day. The woman on the other side is, happily, fab.

Work – I have done only a few days' work, as I am on maternity leave. I am pretty broke but now realise how much I frittered in the past. I think my attitude to cash has changed permanently. When I think of how much I/we used to spend on what is, basically crap, I shudder.

Kung fu – this is back on the agenda. I ache like a bastard at times after class, but it's fantastic to be exercising again and to be back in the swing of things. I'm even sparring and fighting blokes twice my size and half my age. Slightly demented, but it's good fun (most of the time).

Motherhood (last but not least, obv) – the most amazing experience.
Ne plus ultra. Quite surreal at times. Exhausting. Exhilarating. Energising. Educational. Wouldn't change it for the world.

4 comments:

  1. Oh, Mellifluous, I have no idea. I've been trying to work that out myself. It should still be March, as far as I can make out, and I don't even have the excuse of being busy with a baby.

    It's nice to see you updating, though. I'm not sure you should beat yourself up for being (thoroughly, shockingly) negligent, however, as most people are going to understand that you've had other things to be getting on with. Besides, there are no hard and fast rules about these things, are there? We just all basically do as we please. If you happen to take a year between posts....so what? I'm not going to be forgetting about you in a hurry, that's for sure.

    And well done for moving into a house. This should be the preferred option for any sane adult. (You're an adult now, you know? Frightening.)

    Kind regards and more,

    TPE

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  2. Ah, you're there. It's June now. Well obviously you know that. Yes, motherhood: easy to speak about the difficult things and almost impossible to talk about the wonder of it.

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