mini me's

I cant believe my little Luca is almost one! This time last year I was approaching the end of my 42nd week of pregnancy, and I think I almost lost my mind in those final days. Yes here comes a big whinge... In the week before he arrived, I cried almost every morning when I woke up and realised that I had to endure another day of being so heavily pregnant. Up until my due date I was so ready for him to come out. I felt so strong and full of energy and totally prepared for labour. I even felt that I could probably do it without drugs. But then as the days and weeks went by after my due date, my energy disappeared and I just new that labour was going to be really really hard and that there was probably no chance of it happening without some serious pain relief. In a moment of desperation, I did an internet search on how to bring on labour and the results were frightening: - drink a cup of castor oil, go jogging, go driving really fast along a bumpy road etc etc

Anyway enough of that, he eventually came and he was healthy and beautiful.

Pia is starting school next year and we have found a lovely little school for her to go to which is so exciting. I considered a semi-local steiner school for her which I loved but Ed was not into at all, so mainstream it is. Besides I am teaching her to write this year (i cant help myself) which is not a very steiner thing to do.

So now that Im going to have a school age child I have to start looking at buying uniforms. I will be needing 5 new velour tracksuits in a range of colours for school drop offs. Oh and I guess I'll have to get Pia a uniform as well.

Here is Pia playing dress ups at Aunty Sarsha's house today: