For a long time after my brother’s death I couldn’t say his name. Since giving it to Walt as his middle name, I catch glimpses of it here and there - on paperwork, cards and other things. It still jolts me. Breaks me. But I love that you have his name. Walt David. 💛
We’re having a sleepy, grey, cozy Sunday over here. I’m on my bed, working & listening in every so often to hear how Ben is managing as he finds his feet as a father of two. He hasn’t often been left alone with both Joan and Walt, you see. I want to tell him to leave the laundry, to not worry about doing so much. But fresh sheets would be nice... He’s a gem, our Ben.
That stage where the world becomes too interesting to sleep, even when you’re tired. I took this picture of Ben, tucking into his cold dinner with Walt finally asleep in the carrier, as I took Joan off for her bath. A lovely Saturday over here. Happy 3 months, Waltie Walt 💛
From the weekend 💛 There’s a new post on applesundermybed.com about life right now with my two babes. I talk about sleep, breastfeeding & the challenges we’ve faced while settling into a new rhythm. Link in profile.
Joan woke Christmas morning to see this pram, which is a mini version of my @silvercross_australia pram, under the tree. I’ve struggled to get a photograph of it these past couple of weeks, as it’s usually piled so high with ALL her “important things” you can barely see it. Needless to say, she loves it & insists we take it everywhere we go. This morning we took her toy babies (and backpack, toy cash register, two trucks, some socks and all her toy animals) for a walk before the heat became too much. Tonight, it’ll be parked beside her bed. Thank you @silvercross_australia & @playlikemum.aus for the present. It’s brought my girl a lot of joy. You can get this pram and others similar at @playlikemum.aus 💛
Dinner. Pasta & broccolini with basil & pinenut pesto (there’s a link in my insta stories to the pesto recipe). I’m so ready for bed. We’re all run down & in desperate need of sleep (Walt is the only one who napped today). How good is pasta, though? Tonight, when reflecting on what we are grateful for at the dinner table (see previous post for a reference), Joan said “pasta”. Amen, babe. She then turned to me, looked me in the eye and whispered “And you”. Just as I was feeling bad for losing my cool at her challenging behaviour multiple times over the course of the day, she goes ahead & says that 💛
Lunch part 2 for Joan after some pesto pasta earlier. A little roma tomato, almond butter on a spoon (how she likes it - my girl), scrambled egg, @marysgonecrackers (my favourite) & a lollipop (@yumearth brand). Joan loves lollipops. We have a gratitude practice in our family, where we go around the dinner table and say what we’re grateful for that day. Lately Joan has been saying “unicorns” (of course) and “For Waltie. For his love” (I mean... 💔). She always finishes with “and lollipops!” I’d rather she fall in love with spinach, to be honest, but I don’t tell her that. I just casually incorporate lollipops into her snacks every now and then. Im trying to raise her to be an intuitive eater & I know if I restricted her and kept lollipops only for special occasions it would make her even more obsessed with them (scarcity mindset and all). Her face when she saw this plate... 💛
Very into getting dressed all by herself. She takes forever to do her buttons and is so proud of herself when one slips into place. I’m loving this outfit she chose, even if these op shop jeans are a touch too big. A little while ago we were sent a gift pack from @pappeaustralia with clothes for Joan and Walt. This top is one of the items. The fabric is a dream - soft yet sturdy. Every time Ben grabs one of the @pappeaustralia bibs to put on Walt or a onesie, he says “We should buy more of these. They really are the best.” A cut above the rest 💛