I’ve been pretty quiet in the blogosphere this past month. We’ve been riding the cold and flu rollercoaster in these parts. I’ve been keeping well, but my little ones have been playing tag with fevers and the general winter blues. Absolutely amazing how much snot two little beings can produce.
Thank our lucky stars that we have a thriving orange tree in the garden laden with vitamin C rich fruit. Freshly squeezed orange juice has been keeping me healthy even if the little ones have still succumbed to illness. Perhaps it would have been worse without all the orange juice?
When I was a child I was often cared for by my maternal grandparents. My grandfather would squeeze fresh orange juice every morning. I didn’t like it at all. The furry pulp and the tart flavour. Urk. I’d wait for my Nan to wake up before venturing into the kitchen with my grandfather… because she’d throw a couple of sugar cubes in with the juice which was much more to my liking.
I can’t imagine putting sugar in freshly squeezed orange juice these days. It is so delicious just the way it is… although I will admit to occasionally straining out some of the pulp. I’d never offer to put sugar in the bubs’ juice either. They seem perfectly happy with it just the way it is.
I start maternity leave on Monday. Just six weeks to go until the arrival of our newest babe. I survived! I worked full time in paid employment, in fact I even did loads of overtime, cared for my children, my partner and myself. I did it. The children & the mister did it too. We all worked as a team and did it. They’re have been some hard moments but there have been lots of fun ones too. I’m surprised to discover that I am actually sad about ceasing work. I was really getting into the swing of things. No matter – there will be plenty of time to undertake paid employment in the years ahead. From next week it will be time to prepare for another type of work all together.