Friday, 5 September 2014

A Slow Week









That's what it's been here. Yes there have been things to do, like ironing endless labels into Olly's schooliform,* running Sam around now that his bus pass has run out and cleaning. But we have spent our last week of the summer holiday at home. We haven't strayed far, and we haven't filled our days with busy. It's been lovely to potter about in the garden, and snuggle up on the sofa with Olly.

I think that we are ready for the new school year to begin. Olly has drawn his brothers pictures of himself, so that they won't miss him when he starts school. He's wearing a rather fetching turban in one of them. We have finished his holiday scrapbook to hand in on his first day. I say we....

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Your comments on my last post warmed the cockles of my heart. Thank you. Yes things are going to very different around here soon. I think I am ready for it now. I have tossed and turned between a fear of letting go, and a need to have some time for me. I think I'm a bit scared of finding out that there's not much of me left. I guess I'll know soon enough!

Have a lovely weekend everyone.


Leanne xx

*a Charlie & Lolaism

16 comments:

  1. I think you'll find there's an awful lot of you left, and it's all pretty fantastic. Here's to an exciting new chapter. Lots of luck to Olly. x

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  2. Take each day as it comes... I wish I had more days to discover poetry as beautiful as this piece I found today x


    W.B. Yeats (1865–1939). The Wind Among the Reeds. 1899.

    Aedh wishes for the Cloths of Heaven


    HAD I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
    Enwrought with golden and silver light,
    The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
    Of night and light and the half light,
    I would spread the cloths under your feet:
    But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
    I have spread my dreams under your feet;
    Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

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    1. Oh goodness, aren't words wondrous? Thanks for sharing Yeats. It was like taking a long, slow breath to read those words.

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    2. One of my favourite poems, Linda. I remember it mainly from it being read by Anthony Hopkins (playing the part of Frank Doel) in the film of 84 Charing Cross Road (such a lovely film.)
      Margaret P

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  3. You are all still there Leanne, nothing has vanished. I hope he loves school, and I hope that you are happy in your days. Of course, they will fly by ridiculously quickly as they always do, and in a flash he will be home and hungry and ready for a snuggle on the sofa. Enjoy the weekend, CJ xx

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  4. You'll be fine chick- we always are, because us mums are superwomen under the everyday exteriors :-)

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  5. Hello Leanne, I have popped across from Christina's blog. This time last year my youngest started school and I think that there are mixed feelings tied up with this milestone. A lot has to do with other people's expectations. You are still very much you under the mum exterior, it just needs rediscovering. I hope you have a lovely weekend. xx

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  6. Oh I love just pottering around the house and garden together. Must be one of the nicest and most replenishing ways to spend free time. Love the fact that Olly has drawn pictures of himself for the others - aren't kids just wonderful. xxx

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  7. Hi Leanne. Slow weeks are good! I remember dropping Alistair off at school last year, my baby. It was strangely exhilarating to go home on that day and take possession of the house. It was also quite emotional. But soon all was just normal again. Will be thinking of you on Monday. Cx

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  8. I hope that Olly love school and that you love all the things that you discover you can do too. I hope that you bought that heart shaped stone home with you to remind you to follow your heart and see where it leads you. xx

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  9. A slow week can be a gift, especially at the end of the summer. It was probably the perfect thing for both you and Olly. I hope his first week of school is a great experience, and I'm sure you're going to find you are still there in spite of all the years of parenting you have logged.

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  10. it takes time to find a balance but you will. x

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  11. Lovely that you are back ... I didn't leave a comment on your last post, Leanne, I don't feel I 'know' you well enough yet, but I have been thinking lots about what you said and if it helps, I think we all have those kinds of thoughts, even at my great age. Enjoy, as much as any mother can, these days with your youngsters.
    Ironing on labels - that would seem a doddle to me. In my day, they had to be sewns on!!! Now, that was a chore! When I passed for grammar school (1957 ... yes in the very dim and distant past, pre Beatles, pre man on the moon) I was so thrilled that I did this job myself. Mum was busy in our shop, so it saved her the job anyway, but I was so proud to give up my primary school grey and have a whole new navy blue uniform for the grammar school!
    Margaret P

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  12. I think probably every mother of small children the same age as Olly will have been thinking and doing pretty much the same as you last week. I can still remember when my youngest went to school for the first time. I was looking forward to and dreading it at the same time.

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  13. I'm so glad you've been taking it easy and enjoying the end of summer. I know they'll do great in school and everyone will enjoy the new routines when they come. Did they go back today? I hope it went well. Take care and have a good week.

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