word of the week

No attempt at calligraphy this week, instead a completely unrelated picture from my walk with Millie today (pre-downpour), so you will have to believe me when I say that my word this week is: classes.

There have been a multitude of classes this week, The latest term of our art course has started, and it was nice to be back with sketchpads and pens, and a few hours of escapism on a Monday evening.

Having started a series of pregnancy pilates classes a few weeks ago, I skipped my first class this week. Sleep was still proving evasive, and after a particularly wide awake night on Monday, I got home from work on Tuesday and decided that a nap was probably what I needed most. It was a shame to miss the class, as, although I always get home and have to talk myself into going back out again, I enjoy the hour, even if it does require the wearing of leggings, and standing on one leg, neither of which I would describe as my forte. However, this week it seemed more sensible to try and rest, and we then did a late evening supermarket trip where I bought every lavender product I could source, and some herbal tea and horlicks. The lavender and horlicks seem to be a winning combination and the nights since have been more restful. I haven't dared try the tea yet which sounds like a potentially unpleasant blend of chamomile, lemon, lavender, rosehip, fennel and spearmint, but it was called snore and peace which was a tempting offer as I wandered the shop in a daze.

On Thursday evening we had our first antenatal class, and though I was feeling in need of a night where I got in from work and didn't have to immediately turn around and go out again, it was a really interesting few hours. It felt a little daunting at times, especially the picture quiz which revolved around spotting how many things, in what seemed to be a perfectly pleasant nursery, could harm your baby, but overall it was a nice balance of different topics. I do feel like I missed the class on "how to bloom in the second trimester", as those weeks have been and are pretty much gone and I don't recall feeling anything other than round and pale. Similarly, some pointers on how to start thinking about when the baby will be get here rather than if the baby will get here would be a huge help, as I still don't seem to be able to let myself believe that things will actually be ok! The Husband has worked so hard all weekend getting the nursery repainted, and we have a new carpet coming this week, so things are starting to come together in that respect, and the furniture is ready and waiting to be assembled, so hopefully we are acing the class in getting prepared for a new arrival.

I'd also love a lesson in blogging, as I seem to be losing followers at a rate of knots, and I didn't exactly have a surplus to begin with! There hasn't been much of interest in these parts in recent weeks, I do realise, although I do think as I look back over this post I might be slightly overcommited at the moment! Hopefully I will get back into writing here more regularly at some point, and posting a bit more of a variety of things, other than my two Sunday night contributions only. In the mean time, thank you for visiting, and I hope your week is a lovely one.