Can I just exclaim loudly about how cold it was this evening?! Thanks to some poor planning on my part, I finished off today’s steps with a swift lap around the block and came home partially frozen.
Also incurred the first walk related injury as I forgot about the uneven ground out the back, skipped out the back door and onto my face. My knees look worse in person, I promise. I will be sore tomorrow.
It was another, lovely day filled with my Mammy Mates. One of the lovely ladies from baby sensory suggested that we meet at a mum and baby group this morning, held in St Paul’s and St George’s church at York Place. It’s a lovely big space and have different areas for the different age ranges. It was teeming with loads of little ones, mammies, daddies, grandparents and volunteers from the church. Teas, coffees and a sing-song to finish. Love it.
What was really great about this morning is that there were actually quite a few of us from the baby sensory class there. Now. These are my Mammy Mates from the later class on a Wednesday, that Daftie and I have just moved up from. These are the good ones. Not that I’m suggesting that they are nicer than the other ones (I am) or that they aren’t as cliquey (they aren’t) but I am saying I like them more (oh yes I certainly am). It was awesome to sit about, let the babies play and have some proper chat. Especially as I only see them at class change over these days.
My favourite moment was when I tuned into a conversation about Brexit. Me and my Mammy Mates, drinking tea, talking politics. Delightful.
Dafties on a bus selfie.
It’s also such a pleasure watching Wee Daftie interact with other people (babies and otherwise) and see her gain a bit of independence. She still likes to know where I am, but will also crawl away and have a play. I don’t know what will happen when we send her to nursery or off to a babysitter as it’s just been me and her for so much of her life so far but these small snippets reassure me that she’s doing well.
After the playgroup, it was off to a baby cafe to hang out with some pre-Daftie pals, the Cranston Sisters. Elder Cranston had a little girl 5 months ago so it was lovely to spend time with her and meet her baby. It was also fab, as always, for Wee Daftie to spend time with her Auntie Cranners. Look at her stupid face and how pleased she is. Daftie I mean. Auntie Cranners’ face is not stupid, just lovely.
I definitely feel it’s important for me and Daftie to spend time with my Mammy Mates but also with my pre-Daftie Pals. I wouldn’t be who I am without any of them. I am a supremely lucky gal.
Steps hit after a nice and busy day.
Current favourite pic of Daftie.
Travels With My Daftie 