First Outing

I'm not sure what came over me when I decided to take my two week old and two year old to the park by myself on Saturday. Thirty minutes after our arrival, we were all in tears and headed home.

Jem wanted to nurse as soon as we got there, and Violet wanted to swing. I couldn't do both at the same time, so Violet stood alone beside the swings, looking neglected and melancholy, pushing the empty swings, while I sat and tried to nurse on an uncomfortable park bench. I tried to rush Jem back into his hippie sling, but didn't get him in properly. I couldn't figure out how to fix the problem without taking all my clothes off and starting again. I pressed on with getting Violet in the swing, with Jem squirming and starting to cry. I think I pulled some stitches. When I finally gave up and decided to go home, Violet fell to the earth and screamed like I was killing her. I had to drag her by the arm halfway home. Everyone was looking at us.

So, that was fun!

Apart from that outing, my first day alone was fine. It did involve a full length Disney movie, but just one! This day is day two. So far so good. I have Violet on my lap, and Jem sleeping on the couch behind us. I can still blog!

The other day out of the blue Violet said "we're a family!", and it really feels like that now.

In other news:

Violet is back on track with the toilet training, thanks to Nana. She's wearing real underwear! However, it turns out her diaper was what was holding up most of her pants.

I am a terrible knitter, but I finally finished Jem's space invader sweater! Good thing, because it just fits him now.

Next: matching hats!