When all signs point to staying home

So today was a very stay at home kind of day but I didn’t want to. I saw that Nanna’s House (secondhand toy store) had an open house and I was determined to go. Not because there was something we wanted but I just had such a nice chat with her last time I had to go.

I went to bed about 12:15am this morning and was woken up by Iris wanting a feed less than an hour later. Then again every two hours until 6. I had déjà by of when we transferred her into their room for the first time where I woke up not knowing which bed I was in as I lie feed (best thing ever). Tim went to the office today and before he left he had both kids changed and Clover eating breakfast by the time I got out of bed at 7:30.

I asked Clover if she wanted to go to the toy shop which she wanted to go to immediately so we got ready (8:00). Then she got hungry (9:30), she ate, Iris fed, I drank tea. Somehow it got to 11:30 we were all ready and headed out the door. I realise it probably wasn’t the best time to leave being so close to lunch and seeing Clover’s eyes slowly close.

I knew it had been raining but when we went down to the garage it wasn’t. By the time we drove out it started to spit, we drove off and the rain got harder than it bucketed down. The closer we got to our destination the worse it got, the roads were flooding, the wind was nuts and it was much to loud for our music to be heard. This combination put Clover to sleep.

I parked at the side of the road then immediately didn’t want to be surrounded by trees so took refuge in a shops car park. Clover slept and Iris watched the rain on the rear windscreen. The weather wasn’t easing so I decided to go home. I was also super hungry.

By the time Clover woke up (in our garage) I asked her if she wanted to go to my parents place for lunch. She did and off we went. The rain stopped and Clover kept telling me that the pedestrians didn’t need umbrellas anymore.

It was just Toto at home, he interacted with Iris as Clover and I ate. He kept them both amused as I finished eating, drank tea and rummaged through their decluttering looking for cassette tapes. It may have only been 15 minutes of alone time but it was enough to reenergise me, even though I didn’t know I needed it.

At 2:30 we headed off to the toy shop once more. We went on the same road but it was clear, it was as if it hadn’t rained. We got there and ended up staying for the 25 minutes before it closed. I chatted to Penelope, Clover rearranged and explored quietly and Iris smiled and cooed. 
We bought a cloth tool belt with tools and headed home. We took a pit stop at a cafe for merienda. I had a chai latte, Clover had most of a blueberry muffin and Iris fed. I think it was probably the first time I went to a cafe with both kids on my own, which just occurred to me now. It was quite normal. Go me!

It was still too early to pick up Tim and I tried to go the long way to the city but Canberra is just too darn convenient that I needed another option. So I drove to the NMA. From the car (Iris was sleeping so we didn’t get out, not that I wanted to) we looked at sculptures, spied a boat, spotted ducks and Clover saw something she wanted to climb and slide down (both sculptures).

We picked up Tim, went home, he cooked, did our night routine and here I am. It’s funny how not tired or exhausted I am from all the driving and the shifting plans. I don’t actually ever plan to do anything on Tuesdays as it’s the first (of really only two) days I’m on my own with both kids. It’s my no plans day. We don’t normally leave the house. Today we did. And I’m so glad for it. 

The inner voice is always right.

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