It’s almost 10am on Monday morning and I’m enjoying my first week of maternity leave. Yee-ha!
It feels weird to be sitting at my laptop at home, without the boy here, morning television droning in the background and a lovely autumn-tinged breeze coming in the back door. Nice-weird though.
I was planning on dashing down to Ikea to grab nick-nack items for the boys rooms – some fabric, another set of curtains, some frames – but I am knackered and I really don’t feel like the 45 minute drive and the wandering around. Perhaps after a nana nap? We’ll see. I’ve decided this time is for taking it easy. I am heeding the advice of that voice in my head that is telling me to ‘just slow down’. Continue reading