Seedlings

The other day, Andy commented that he'd planted all his seedlings. I thought he was talking about the kale at the allotment, but it turned out that what he was actually referring to was his kiddy winks - that everything now feels present and correct...no need for any more bambini to be sown!

I feel the same. And it's so special this time round, because I know that it'll be the last time I hold my baby of one week old...or get up in the night to feed a baby of two weeks...or feel a tiny three week old hand curl around my finger. So I have to treasure all of these moments - they are very, very precious.

Sleep, I am happy to report, continues to be sound. Many people have commented that it's hormonal. Of course it's no coincidence that I have started to sleep better after having given birth and there is, I'm sure, a link there. But I also believe that what I'm practising in the day is starting to have a knock-on effect at night too. The amazing thing is that it's not rocket-science. What it boils down to for me is taking time-out several times a day to be present and to look inward rather than outwards. The post-it notes with the prompts on them (to help remind me of various mindfulness techniques), are still all up around the house and have almost become a part of the furniture now. I've had many comments about them from visitors to the house, ranging from interest to incredulity, but they continue to help me stop, even if for twenty seconds, and just take time-out for myself. I feel now as though I'm unable to do do without this.