Bit of a brain dump, this post. I can’t help but feel a little sad that summer seems to be officially over, and it’s getting cooler and crisp, especially at night with the sun sinking earlier and earlier each day. I’m excited for fall colours and clean fresh air and Halloween but I’m loving all the things we’re able to do outside right now.
This past weekend was normal and really nice. I went for a long rambling walk with one of my best friends and even though we got caught in a rainy drizzle, we also walked and walked and had fancy coffees and talked about everything. I’m getting ready to start Baby J on solids this month so I wanted to hear her experience and advice.
It’s pretty amazing how much I’ve learned and am learning this year. When I think back to the early days and weeks of mamahood, I would do lots of little things differently now that I have a better handle on it, but I’d also do it all the same. Because I’ve just learned so much to get to where I am now. And solid food is the next learning curve to tackle – advice welcome!
On Sunday morning I met a couple of friends at the Ottawa Farmer’s Market in the morning. It was my first time there and although parking was crazy and the lot and streets totally crammed with cars (hello parallel parking for ten minutes til I was nudged up against the curb!) I really loved all the vendors, the displays of locally grown fare, and the buzz of the crowd. We sampled fresh salsa, apple cider, vegan sushi, artisan breads, and looked all around at the bright flowers and food. Julian lasted for an hour and a half before we called it quits and headed home for a nap. I can’t believe I’ve never ventured to it before (or one of the closer ones) but I’ll go back for sure! Possibly next weekend.
I had picked up a few things, like beer-infused bagels for Tyler to try, and so once I got home and Julian napped, I had a great lunch of this deep-fried bread filled with mashed up veggies, and the sweetest, freshest strawberries that just tasted like summer. I drank coffee. I read my book. Life felt so good.
We spent the rest of the afternoon with family: Tyler rehearsing with his cousins in an Irish band that gets together for a gig a couple of times a year at the Black Sheep Inn, me and J hanging out upstairs and supervising a serious game or five of Twister with the kids.
We even took a stroll over to Zola’s in the early evening, a nice and pretty quiet restaurant in our neighbourhood. Julian napped and then sat with us, and was so good that an older couple, grinning goodbye to him on our way our, exclaimed that they didn’t even realize we’d had a baby with us. I’m sure this won’t last as he gets older and more easily restless, so I’m glad we can still enjoy a few Sunday night meals out while it does.
It was a nice weekend all in all, a plain weekend, getting some cleaning and laundry out of the way, but also enjoying the weather and our friends and family, juggling naps and feedings and being in and out of the house. It’s the kind of ordinary weekend I’ll forget if I don’t write about it, but it’s one I want to remember.