Saturday was just lovely, so I’m documenting it here to remember in times of grumpiness later.
It was my morning to get up with Spud, who popped up cheerfully at 6:05, which is only barely reasonable. We nursed and snuggled on the couch to read some books. Spud is deeply into books with real pages right now, so we spent some time In The Town All Year Round, and then tried to find Goldbug on some new pages of Cars and Trucks and Things that Go.
Breakfast was a treat, with a grey squirrel choosing to hang out on a branch as close as humanly (squirrelly?) possible to the dining room window, so we watched his (her?) acrobatics while munching oatmeal and berries. “Curel” said Spud, pointing.
I cleaned up the kitchen and put away the dried dishes from the night before and dumped the dishwasher. Spud transferred his vehicle magnets from the fridge to the dishwasher, back to the fridge, to the floor, to the dishwasher, and then over the gate and down the stairs. This is a new cunning ploy to be allowed to climb up and down the stairs, which he is fascinated by. I texted a friend: I MISS YOU.
We went downstairs and played peekaboo on the red couch, with me crawling around the sides and Spud shrieking and laughing above. My friend texted back: “I MISS YOU TOO. We are randomly free this weekend.” We gathered up the magnets and went upstairs, “We are free too! Want to come over this afternoon post baby naps?“, got dressed, “Yes!” and then wrestled into snowsuits “Hooray!“.
Outside, it was lightly snowing, but half the sky was blue, and it was above zero. Such is March in New City. A decent pile of snow had fallen overnight, so I shoveled the driveway while Spud wandered about. We detoured into the back yard after I’d shoveled about a third of the driveway. I shoveled another third while Spud investigated the exposed ice on the driveway, and the sidewalk while Spud headed to the corner to watch the cars on the busier road, with me resetting his voyage several times so I could keep up with him (yoink!). We watched cars for a while and practiced crossing the road holding hands. We watched a squirrel chase a chipmunk, and saw two busses go by, one of which honked for my small pointing poddlekin, to his great delight. We came back to the driveway, and while Spud was pretty done with being outside, he thought me shoveling was funny enough to allow me to finish off the last third of the driveway while he sat and watched, or wandered and was yoinked back, or climbed tiny snowdrifts.
Inside, after a diaper change and brief nurse, we had a snack and then booted up again to go grocery shopping. A busy Saturday morning shop, just for the basics and more fruit and veg. Spud held a lime, and then a plum, and was very pleased throughout. He made friends with the teller, who was “having such a great day, the last three carts had babies in them and there is a labrador retriever outside the window, oh my gosh”.
Home again, we put groceries in the kitchen and felt very accomplished. I got a text from Pea “You guys need some snuggles? I have found some extra snuggles”. A family romp in bed, with books and snuggles and peekaboo under blankets ensued. Pea and Spud made coffee together, and we all had lunch. “How would you feel about B. and her family coming over this afternoon?” I asked, sweetly innocent. Pea thought that would be fun, which was good because it was already planned (I do this a lot, he is very tolerant).
Lunch over, I nursed a sleepy Spud and put him down to nap. Pea and I retired back to bed for a more adult snuggle. He took a shower, and I fell asleep! First time I’ve napped in a very long time, and it came with a great many weird dreams, but I felt much better for it after a week of very early wake-ups. I woke up abruptly about twenty minutes before B. and co were meant to arrive. Spud woke up five minutes later. We were all dressed and ready by the time friends arrived.
An afternoon of chats and updates, watching the toddlers toddle and attempt to share things, and LEGO for the older kid (and Pea). Pea did the lion’s share of Spud-watching, so B. and I could gab. Everyone snacked, and then B. and co headed out just before dinner.
Dinner, a bubble bath, and a solid long nurse had Spud retire to the land of dreams. Pea and I poured a scotch, finished watching season one of Stranger Things, and then de-frightened ourselves by watching a couple of episodes of detectorists (gentle British comedy, and so delightful). We are big wimps, but Stranger Things is very good. But unnerving, because we are big wimps.
I went to bed with a book, falling asleep and staying that way – Spud choosing for the sixth time in 2 weeks to sleep through the night! I got to sleep in on Sunday while Pea and Spud baked bread, which was decadence to follow a fun Saturday.
I was remembering how March felt last year, with Spud sleeping for his first four hour stretch, and me feeling stretched thin and brittle to boot. Life was fascinating and filled with love, but it wasn’t fun. Life is fun now, and I want to remember it well.