8:20am- taking Simon to work
until 9:15am - Holyrood park tidying out the car and then walking to see the swans/ducks/pigeons (pictures below
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| Can you see the happy pigeon-scaring shreeeiking? |
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| Mom- she's holding the pink elephant here. She's been calling it 'Mommy-elephant' and gave me a voluntary detailed verbal description of it in the car yesterday. 'She is pink and has eyelashes.' |
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| A bit colder than I expected yesterday morning, but at least it wasn't raining. |
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| She was animatedly speaking to the 'cheeky swans.' |
10am - went to our first Mini-French class. Sang cute french nursery-type songs for 45 min. The teacher had props and actions for the kids to play with and do. Not having any french myself, I left feeling like my brain was in knots! We are listening to the CD every day. F started saying 'coo coo Abigail, coo coo' after singing the song a few more times driving in the car. She likes Alouette and le petite poissons the best too.
11:00- Had some time to kill before another errand, so drove to an assisted/automatic car-wash. F fascinated by the brushes and the noise.
F hungry and asking for bananas. Drove to Weatherspoons in Musselburgh for hot dogs (was hoping for fish and chips myself but they weren't serving them until noon). Probably will never go to that location again, to be honest. It was busy and about 90% of their clientele were pint-quaffing, grey-haired men who stared curiously at my swollen belly and bright pink toddler. But I had waited in traffic to get there, we'd crossed a busy road from our car parking space and there wasn't another place to eat close by.
F then insisted on sitting at one of the only available tables - it was so tall it had *bar stools* to sit around it. Oi weh. I looked at them and mentally girded up my loins. I was frightened of her falling over backwards while I ordered at the bar, so I made her come with me to the tills even though they were only about 5 ft away from our table - only to have her run back while I was queueing. She was trying to climb back up to her perch precariously - a nice old gent (looking over for my approval first, I add to say) lifted her back in place, but I spent the next 5 minutes as if had a twitch - looking back over at her to make sure she was still vertical. Fortunately, no toys were dropped from our lofty plateau once I managed to scale the heights of the bar stool, arrange room for my ample tummy *and* still have one foot on F's chair to keep her from kicking herself over.
Then we climbed two flights of stairs to get to their ladies toilet. (See my previous post on SPD.) Oi! And I was equally elated and terrified as F sang 'Rejoice in the Lord Always and again I say Rejoice' loudly all the way back down while we were followed by two hefty tattooed guys taller than myself. (Who scooted around us as soon as we were clear of the stairs and did *not* hold the front door open for us when they went out in front of us.)
So - 12:45pm- back in the car from our adventures. Went to the service station in Musselburgh and vacuumed out the car uphoslery. The car is my mobile office. It's also becoming my legs at the end of this pregnancy. You'd never guess by the normal state of the car, but it really does bug me when it's messy and grimy.
until 1:30 - drove down south to Newtongrange where I was picking up a gumtree purchase. Second-hand baby equipment - just trying to get all my ducks in a row in plenty of time. The lady said she'd be out until 1:30pm, so as F had fallen asleep on the highway (no wonder after the action-packed morning) I sat and killed some time on my phone until then.
until 2:20pm - driving back to the city, detour through McDs for cold drinks as really thirsty, F usually wakes up hungry/thirsty (and grumpy until she gets something to drink) and I didn't want to leave the car while she was sleeping. I wish there were more drive-thrus here. Though, the McD's 'frozen strawberry lemonade' was a distinct disappointment. Nothing gets close to a Sonic cherry limeade over here - anyone from the States want to open a Sonic franchise in Edinburgh?? (Actually, there's probably some pretty freaky chemicals in Sonic food that would be automatically banned by the EU food administration. I'm surprised they're allowed to sell Skippy PB with all the partially-hydrogenated junk in it here at Tesco....granted for ridiculously extortionate import prices - which is probably just as well as I would probably buy it and have really unhealthy PB if it wasn't so ridiculously expensive.... lol very logical of me, eh?)
until 5pm - drove to R's house and played with G and A while chatting to R. Her neighbor dropped in as well in the afternoon and it was nice to catch up and chat. G had a toy microphone that sang the chorus of 'Let it Go' but only up to the words 'Here I stand!.... ..... ........' (no resolution - ack!) When F found it she hardly put it down for like an hour and a half..... She was even singing along and gesticulating with her whole arms, turning dramatically around the room. Of course, she stops if she thinks anyone is watching her, but as R and I were very happy chatting, she kept this adorable behavior up as long as we 'ignored' her!
5pm - drove up to Waterloo Place and met Si half-way home from work. All home by 5:30pm is a good thing on a Friday evening. S made toad in the hole for dinner and F liked it! Score. We're getting used to the pattern of dinner in the kitchen and she has to at least try one bite of anything that she is served before she can have anything else. (She sometimes eats so little, I've never had hesitations about feeding her whatever she asks for within reason, but she's old enough now to participate in real dinner by trying whatever we're having - and she usually keeps going once she's started.)
Sooo tired. Got F into bed (granted, without a bath which she probably needed) by about 8:15pm. So much pain, despite taking co-codemol around the clock yesterday. Hot bath, watching Hercules (ha - and the lame animated Disney version at that!) and waiting for sleep as a temporary welcome obliviousness. I started saying things like, 'I don't want to be myself right now - can I be someone else for a while instead? Want to switch places?' to Simon last night and it was only after about half an hour of stumbling around trying to distract myself that the more rational side of my brain piped up - 'What are you doing? Why don't you just freakin' go to sleep?!?' lol,
SOoooo - good, busy day. And very nice when days like that are followed by days like this where it is now 11:30am and I have been free to write all of this while sitting very still in my sunny living room armchair with a cup of tea at my elbow. (That Simon even brought me - I'm so spoiled!! Hmmm, which has now gone cold....and I haven't heard F in a while.....I should remedy these situations......)
Congratulations if you made it to the end of this very unedited, stream-of-consciousness blog post!
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