11pm

Oh it has been quiet over here. Julius is one now. And summer has come. It arrived with a blast about two months ago, and apart from a brief, rainy flicker, has stayed. We have swum in the fjord more times than I can count. The big kids jump of the pier and bob around (Antonia wears floaties) and Julius sits by the shore and mucks about with the sand. I can even go in myself – he’s happy enough to wait at the edge.

I’m nearing the end of a week of solo parenting which coincided with the first week of the summer holidays. So a bit weary. It was all going quite well until Antonia got a fever and vomited all over her car seat. Of course the other two got it too – they had cheerfully been sharing ice creams for days. I cleaned her car seat and the seat of the car but forgot about the inside of the door, so in a minute I have to go and sort that out but sitting here and writing is so much more appealing. It’s 11pm already but our days have shifted later. The big two put themselves to bed after a ‘movie night’ this evening, while I was attempting to settle Julius for the fourth time.

My garden is dry and neglected and there are piles of clean washing heaped about the house.

There’s more to say and show you but need to get out now before the last of the orange sunset fades.

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2 thoughts on “11pm

  1. Hey, you got to the end of that week, bravo. Thanks for writing, Mel. The physical work at this level is draining but it does level out and you do forget. It is replaced by the rich pleasures of knowing three young people as they grow. We’ve been revisiting an old holiday jaunt and I had completely forgotten we used to take two bedwetters. Just a glimmering memory of packing a plastic sheet came back…

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