I’ve decided to write to you via my blog seeing as I am never going to begin keeping the journal I have had planned since I was pregnant with you, Anouk. I figure this is an easy way to keep a good record of your lives and some of the fun (and possibly mundane) things we do together. It also means I’ll have a better chance at remembering this part of my life that is moving at the speed of light.
Over the weekend we stayed close to home. On Friday night, we had the pleasure of your Granny D. coming to stay. She knew I was feeling unwell and for dinner brought around a slow cooked chicken casserole. We spent time at the Farmers’ Market and pottering around the garden and then on Sunday, you had more visitors. This time Janie and Grandad came over to look after you both so that your Dada and I could have the morning off!
I don’t know how much of a morning off it was for your Dada seeing as I made him wait whilst I got a coffee and dragged him around secondhand stores looking at junk. Some of the junk made it home in the form of a couple of lamps and some little jeans. Upon our return, your Grandad had made an amazing lunch and we all sat out under Little Big and enjoyed a perfect Autumn afternoon.
Anouk, you were also the lucky recipient of a brightly coloured jumper, knitted by Janie. I can’t wait to team it with some matching tights and see your tiny little rainbow covered body run across the hill with the combination of delight and lack of coordination that you have made your trademark!
All-in-all we had a pretty great weekend that was special in the fact it was typical. The important aspects of a good life were covered, food, rest, gardening and family. We didn’t fight crowds inside an airless shopping centre or spend money we don’t have on things we don’t need. Not only did the weekend allow my body to heal, it revitalised my soul and got your Dada and I thinking about our plans for this land and our future.
Finally, and here’s the lesson in this letter, if there’s one thing I want you to understand, it’s the importance of family. When your Dada and I decided to return to this area it was partly due to family and partly due to where we could buy property that would suit our lifestyle. It wasn’t until you were born that we realised it would have been ridiculous for us to be anywhere else. I don’t think I could have made it through the past three years of being pregnant and having young children without having family around. In my experience, it truly does take a village.
So, I want you to know how lucky you are to have all these wonderful people, grandparents, aunts and uncles, who love you right on your doorstep. They are all great role models in different ways and I hope as you grow up you take advantage of their wisdom and experience. They’ll only make you better people if you do.
Love you lots, Mama. xx