Oh man. I just did the longest, most meandering and thoughtful post which I really enjoyed typing - and just lost the lot. It happens to me so often now. I will do a quick resume but it's just NOT the same...Aaaarghhh. ALso, that's an hour and a half I wasted, and now I will simply do a much truncated, inferior dash through what I wanted to say.
Aspa, am so sorry to hear of your ghastly day. Moths are evil. EVIL. It's not your fault, though, so you really mustn't blame yourself - it's simply not a case of not taking are of the kilims! Moths are one of the most insidious creatures on the planet. And they can never eat holes in your precious memories of your lovely Mum. As for the girls, their unthinking, curious remarks must have been excruciating. But I hope you are tucked up in bed now and feeling much better.
I haven't yet palled up with the mums of the village - even the baby group (which is the one that meets at people's houses) is off during the hols. But some September I will be jumping right in.
I had a nice day today. An old university pal came to visit with her two girls, aged 7 and 5. And Rubes and family are coming to see me at the weekend, which will be lovely.
I am deffo done with the TT - I was discussing it with DD1 yesterday, as she mentioned the poo on the stairs incident. I went though the whole business of how kids at the pre-school won't wear nappies and she was quite insistent they all did. Even the teachers. In the end, I told her it was ridiculous and she really had to believe me that they didn't. So she said "Well, they should." And walked off. I do wonder whether it's another case of brinksmanship, as others have said. Who knows. Spot, you asked about her eating - it's eccentric. Still no meat, fish, cheese, pasta...lots of nuts and berries, like a small woodland creature.
Spot, I read a Rachel Cusk book about motherhood, aeons ago, but I think it had a different title to the one you mention. It was about her first child and PND. It played on all my worst fears about motherhood, before I had kids. To the extent that when I had 'em, it seemed like a bed of roses! I think my work situation affects my sense of self more than the kids. Do you think the loss of identity in motherhood is a given? I was only thinking today, I am too lazy/wise/old to worry about who I am any more. I don't know who I am, and that is perfectly fine!
Welcome back, Jam - how was Abu Dhabi?
Vag, that sounds great about the Dutch. Positive, and interesting. You've been so brave, putting down new roots. I have mentioned my Belgian friend before (she lives in Antwerp) and she is honest to the point of brusqueness. I imagine the Dutchies are like that, are they?
TV - interested in what you say about rituals. I guess we are all quite ritualistic. I have certainly noticed it in DD1. We are all just sad little animals, really, aren't we? I operate a simple pleasure principle and try to do things that feel good as often as possible, a la Homer Simpson. How did the A level Part 1s go?
I am disappointed we haven't managed a meet up this summer. Boooo. Any hope? Mind you, I'm fairly busy the next fortnight....
Invis, have you read the C. Moran book? I know Aspa and Urbane were discussing it. Am reading it just now and it's funny, which is a huge redeeming feature for me, but hate the casualness of the drugs references. I am sooooo humourless about drugs.
JB - you must have really liked Smarties! When you say you moved 'up', how far did you move in the last move, was it very far?
I have forgotten what else I said to whom but I am still fuming I lost my giant post. Night night, me dears.