makar [ˈmækər]
n (Literature / Poetry) Scot a creative artist, esp a poet
[a Scot variant of maker]

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

OVER IT. Still 10 days to go. 20 if they let me go 10 days over. This has felt like the longest pregnancy ever. Come on my little one, I want to meet you! I would also like to be the kind of mum who can chase her children in the park, pick slightly heavy things up, not be so ridiculously grumpy, and generally have some enthusiasm for life. Yeah, that would be good...

Monday, March 12, 2012

Okay baby, I am so ready for you now. I mean not really, but I'm totally over the discomfort of being pregnant in this heat with two rapscallions to chase after. So, if you want to come now that's cool with me. Of course, there are a few things we have to do before your due date:

  • a birthday (mine)
  • a baby shower
  • the first school trip
  • a citizenship ceremony
  • a couple of presentations and a conference

Still, if you'd like to arrive early, we'd cope with all that. You could even come along to some of them. We're not decided on a name, or in fact any names, but I've asked your brother and sister and they've conjured up some treats.

If you're a boy, your sister thinks you should be called Christopher Robin, while your brother is keen on Jake.

If you're a girl, your sister would like you to be called Alalisa Rose, and your brother suggested we name you Cake.

So, you see there's really no reason not to come soon. Please? Your mother's sanity is at stake.

Thursday, March 8, 2012

The last month or so has been all about creating new routines and settling into a different rhythm, and I think that at last we're getting there. When I first became a mum, I was somewhat suspicious of the whole notion of routine, viewing it as a way of cajoling or training your child into doing what was most convenient for you, but I've come to realise that we all love and need a certain amount of ritual to function well. Children seem to especially crave a rhythm to their days and weeks, perhaps because it gives them a sense of control in a world in which they have little autonomy. Anyway, we are establishing some lovely rituals that seem to keep everyone happy for the most part. One of them is ice lollies on the porch when we get back from Kindy, followed by a little ABC iview, while I take a breath and start on dinner. Another is Pajama Day: they are allowed to wear their pajamas for as long as they want (not very long in this heat!) and we just hang out at home all day, make our morning tea to be eaten in the tree house, and generally just read lots of books, play with some play-dough, and revel in not having to be anywhere at a particular time. After three days of Kindy, this seems to be VERY necessary for the well-being of all. I'm sure there will be lots of other new additions to our daily and weekly routines over the next few months, but it does feel as if we are starting to find our way again. Of course, the disruption of a new baby in a few weeks is bound to send us all into turmoil again, but for the moment, I'm going to enjoy satisfying our need for the familiar.
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