The first of April.
The first day of a very welcome weekend. Despite it only being a four day week this week, somehow the end of the week seemed a long time coming. I think perhaps the clocks going forward caught up with me, and Friday afternoon was much longed for.
The first proper catch up with some fabulous relatives from Australia who arrived late last night and spent a few hours with us this evening. It is so lovely to see them, having stayed with them on both of my visits to Australia in recent years, and we have some great days planned in the coming weeks.
Maybe, just maybe, feeling the baby move for the first few times. I am still not certain, but I am becoming gradually more convinced, and can't wait for The Husband to be able to feel them too. We had our 20 week scan last week, happily everything went well, and we have a very energetic baby with rather long legs snuggled up contentedly.
The Easter weekend brought with it the final purge of what will be the nursery, and so this is the first weekend since we moved in almost six years ago that we no longer have a spare bedroom full of junk. It is satisfyingly, completely empty, and with the furniture ordered and the paint bought, it is starting to feel a little bit real, especially as we are now officially past the halfway point.
Now, though, is that most wonderful of things, the first night of freshly changed bedding, so I shall wish you a good night, and a great April.