Everyone is having babies. I feel like I'm surrounded by joy. Some of the people I met when I had the boy are having their second baby, and it makes me feel like maybe I'm falling behind. Maybe we should just get on with it already. And then I think about age gaps - what is too big? What's too small? And then the questions snowball. Will it hurt Arthur if I have another child? How will I cope with two children, when sometimes I feel like I can't cope with one? How will I survive the wakeful nights, especially now the boy sleeps through and it's oh so amazing. And then I see my friends and their joy, and I look at the tiny items for sale in my shop (it's dangerous selling baby clothes), and I think, why would we ever not? And then I pinch the skin on my arm to bring me back to my senses. I live in a building site, for heavens sake.
Speaking of our building site - the painting has begun! We're even preparing to lay the amazing parquet flooring. In truth, it's going to be quite some time before we're in and settled. The concept of a finished bathroom, in particular, is some way off. But still! We're on the long road called progress, and the weather is fine.
And here's how I'm coping with the transition from life with central heating to life without. Essentially, I'm wearing all my clothes at once. Thank heavens for my 1960's knitwear collection! But look, it's not just me...
Even Maynard's wearing his coat inside! We'll get used to it. And as soon as the wood stove is burning away it's not too bad. I'm just a bit of a wimp when it comes to the cold. And hey, it's supposed to freeze next week... *weeps*