Tuesdays are supposed to be a ‘quiet’ day around these parts. Two big(ish) children at school and the toddler at daycare Tuesday are a day for me and the babe to catch our breath for a couple of hours. Sounds so good in theory. The reality is me catching up on washing and other jobs. Last Tuesday was the first “quiet” day following the school holidays, I’d envisaged just relaxing and hanging out but of course a baby still has needs and I had quite underestimated how much time I would spend online catching up on a month’s worth of banking and then on the phone arranging all the appointments and meetings I’d been putting off through the holidays. In a single day the calendar for February had gone from empty to choc-full.
Today though, well today there have been precious moments sitting outside, my little Ace rolling around on the blanket – grunting and moaning as he tries to propel his body around – as I sit with a cuppa and knit. Raja venturing outside to play with the yarn and climb one of the olive trees. A fresh yet light breeze rustling leaves and birds singing their chorus’s over the faint noise of distant traffic. Precious tranquillity.