We bought Christopher his first bed yesterday- another milestone reached. They seem to arrive so quickly. It arrives on Wednesday- so I thought that I would take a few pictures of his room as it looks now- his baby room with his baby cot that is fast turning into a little boy's room.
I feel so ambivalent about it. I am loving him at this age- he is adorable. favourite words, said with much passion, "Hollible!!" and "Puff!" But, on the otherhand there is a certain sadness and wistfulness seeing my little baby become a little boy.
It made me tremendously broody (me who thought that she never wanted kids) going through all his old clothes packing away those that are too small- thinking to myself there was a time when this babygrow was too big for him. I never thought that the words would come out of my mouth- but I feel my biological clock ticking. I would like Christopher to have a sibling. But I also have a mild case of the Terrors- watching all my friends launch into their second children and going through a hellish time as their worlds are thrown all upside down all over again. It's a good feeling when you come through with your first child finally feeling confident that you can actually do this.
The Angel sign above Christopher's bed was made with love by his mommy at Craft class last Saturday. I love our craft classes. A group of us girls get together for the whole morning, at a warehouse on the outskirts of the JHB CBD- bringing champagne and food (lots of it)- and there is always a lot of laughter and cackling in amongst the crafting. The only time I feel no guilt whatsoever quaffing champagne at 10 in the morning.
So Goodbye- sweet cot. I hope that I will be using you again in the not-too-distant future.
The other pics are of Dani and Christopher at Lifestyle this morning. We went for brunch and then to play. Lovely to send the 2 of them off together on the train instead of mommy having to squeeze in there. So nice to sit down to breakfast with a friend who speaks "mommy" the disjointed language of the distracted mommy who watches anxiously over children playing nearby- each reminding the other where you left off in the conversation.
Had to laugh at Christopher as we walk past all the buckets of coloured sand set out for sand art- he decides that a big teaspoon of silver sand is just the thing to chase his frankfurter and chips breakfast.
Yesterday morning we drove into the countryside and had breakfast at Goblin's Cove . It looks a bit dodge during the day but at night it is magical- especially for someone like me who loves fairies.
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