Goodness where has the year gone, I spent the winter and spring in hibernation gestating and suddenly it is summer. Perfect weather, unless you spend a lot of time holding a small hot water bottle baby! We have both been sweaty bettys the last few days and nights, thank goodness for fans.
Despite being up a couple of times a night I'm finding it hard to go to sleep during the day. I finished off this little jumper for my newest niece the other day - I started it before she was born and then once The Baby Brother arrived it languished in the knitting bag. So while he was asleep I whizzed through the last bit of sleeve and sewed it together, hopefully it will fit her - otherwise she'll have a well dressed doll!
July is a birthdayfest for us - 11 in total! I have a list ( now there's a surprise) of things I want to make but time is short and I am distracted by an idea I have for someone who has a birthday in August and I want to get stitching on that. Two of the Birthdays are The Big Sister and My Little Helper so I'm party planning, one riotous bouncy castle and games party in the church hall for 6 year olds and the other a more grown up 10 year olds' trip to the cinema followed by a nosleep over - no doubt the 4 of them will spend most of the night giggling and chatting but as I'm up so much anyway it doesn't really matter! It old seems a matter of moments since The Big Sister was asleep in my arms, the size of The Baby Brother and now she's going to be 10, how quickly it passes. One of the joys of blogging is recording all the small things that would otherwise be lost in the mists of time and rushing through life.
The Baby Brother is 9 weeks old today and since his first smile 2 weeks ago has discovered the joys of interaction, smiling his open mouthed toothless smile at people and discovering they smile back. His little chuckle is wonderful and often comes prompted by my silly faces. He is trying to roll over but that pesky arm keeps getting in the way, but an enthusiastic wiggle/shuffle on his back propels him to the top of his cradle, where he finds he can't get any further and grunts till I appear - very sweet but not a game I want to play at 4am. Bless him, it's such a treat to be marking the new discoveries he makes, remembering the older two at the same age and thanking my lucky stars I was made redundant opening my eyes to the possibility of a third child. So thankful.
Have a wonderful weekend!
ps Thanks for all the chicken advice, we are weighing up the best place to put a coop and run in the garden and then, once we get back from holiday, will be taking the plunge I think!