…but not the sort I was expecting!
My MIL used to have Piran for a few hours one afternoon a week, but since the middle of November there have been a number of reasons that it has not been possible. The past couple of weeks things have got back to normal so we are just getting back into the routine of her looking after him for me. It is good, although I find it hard to switch off, because he doesn’t sleep and eat the same way as he would with me, and I usually end up with a grumpy baby at the end of it!
That said, this week I made no real plans to do anything, just arranged for her to have him this afternoon and once he was sorted I decided to go into town. I had a vague idea of finding somewhere for some lunch and to sit and write.
I read a post on Motherhood: The Final Frontier this week called Wholeheartedness which has really stuck with me so I decided to just go with the flow and see what would happen. The result was a few hours that were better than I could have imagined.
I found the perfect parking space in the small little car park. I had the correct change for parking in my purse. I had time to browse in the children’s book shop I have always meant to go into but never found the time. I found a cafe that I had heard about but never quite found before. I got a seat in the sun, outside, and realised it was warm enough to sit without a coat. I ordered a cup of tea and a fruit scone, and when it arrived it was pretty and perfect. The cafe owner gave me a hot water bottle in case I was cold and it warmed my lap as I wrote.
When I ran out of things to write a loud man had an intriguing conversation with two women which I scribbled into my notebook, about the Royal Ballet and houses worth £20 million pounds with courtyards and disappearing swimming pools. I finished and was ready to leave just as the sun hit the rooftop. The delightful treat cost only £3.50. I remembered to buy Piran a helium balloon, which I had wanted to do for ages. Driving home this in my rearview mirror made me jump, then laugh!
I opened the post and my mum had sent me the outline of a tea cosy that I was waiting for. She had also sent me this article which I immediately tweeted about!
I was seized by the urge to start sewing right then so I did. Piran came home and he had learnt to blow raspberries and was so funny I fell over from laughing at him. Mr C offered to buy a takeaway. I finished sewing my tea cosy and I am so impressed with how well it turned out.
This afternoon did more for my feeling of happiness and well being than anything else I can imagine. Just sitiing back and going with the flow and just trusting that things will be fine and will work out.
I hope I can manage to have one of these days again tomorrow.
This post is my entry for this week’s Writing Workshop – write about one of those days. Click on the picture and come and join in.