Well the plan to “spend some quality time with Piglet” over half term appears to have fallen flat.
Piglet is currently out with Granny, socialising with her friends as usual, while I do boring things like try to sell my flat and shell out dizzying sums of money for the privilege. In fact, much of half term has been spent staring into the likes of this,
the cold, dark abyss that is the remains of my old life, where I like to think I was some kind of Carrie Bradshaw figure, teetering around London drinking cocktails and wearing Jeffrey Campbells, shunted off into storage for the foreseeable future.
My mother has prophesied that I will not wear these for another five years, which seems to me to be an overly pessimistic ballpark figure for when I might regain some sort of social life in which I can wear the occasional heeled shoe. All I can say, ladies and gentlemen, is that I may need your prayers.
Other than that, there is very little to report, Piglet-wise, as most of his time is currently spent on train journeys to and from London, which he naturally enjoys, as he has to remain still and is not allowed to go racing down the carriage inspecting his fellow passengers, which would be his preferred activity on said journeys. In fact, last time he escaped and ran down the aisle I had to abandon the pushchair I was struggling with at the time to go and rescue him, leading to a farcical chain of events where the pushchair became trapped and started to be slowly crushed in the sliding doors at the end of the carriage, which for some unknown reason WOULD NOT STOP CLOSING despite the fact that there was clearly an item trapped in them, which bodes well for Piglet’s further adventures when he decides to investigate said doors with his little hands.
However, Piglet has now mastered another word. Well, I mean “mastered” in the loosest possible sense, as the word is “brruuu,” which appears to be a generic term for blueberries and other similar round-shaped fruits. This presumably means that I have slipped down one more rung in the pecking order, and am now the official third favourite thing, after balls and blueberries.
Then again, it’s hardly surprising given that I seem to spend most of my time with him either trapping him on trains or putting him in highchairs. One day, Piglet, one day we will roam free and go to soft play, or the park, or somewhere which doesn’t sell coffee or involve packing boxes.
Ahhh bruuu is v sweet! When you get to soft play, you may well want to get straight back in the cardboard box. #bestandworst
It is very cute. Luckily Piglet is not quite at the age yet to go completely mental at soft play. He mainly just watches the older children admiringly. I’ve got all that to come!
Ooooh shoe heaven. Actually nearly 5 years to the day after my first, I just unpacked my shoe box. Looked at them longingly. Then charity shopped them as they were so uncomfortable on!! 😉 #bestandworst
Oh no that’s a terrible story! It is so going to happen though.
Oh those shoes are lush. I do hope you can wear them in the next 5 years!! Must be stressy trying to see a flat and packing is such a nightmare! Piglet sounds like he is doing well though. How cute! Thanks for sharing with #bestandworst and see you soon xx
Thank you! I hope so too.
Your time to wear your shoes again will come, I’m sure. I’m still waiting for my time, hopefully it’s just round the corner (my boy is 4yo, so here’s hoping!)
Good luck selling your flat, it does take up a lot of time and effort and is all consuming at times but then again, so is Soft Play!
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Those glittery high heeled shoes with the leopard prints are just AMAZING. I was a tottering Carrie Bradshaw type once, I’m sure I was. I don’t think I could even try such shoes on now without falling in a heap. I might try that, it might make the baby laugh 😉 x
Me too. I’m just so terrified of falling over in a heap while I’m picking him up! I do have a couple of pairs of my most favourite ridiculous shoes I have kept out of storage, so will definitely wear them at some point.
Firstly your mum sounds pretty awesome…imagine trying to pack the shoes with piglet unpacking the shoes! Secondly, those shoes are awesome. Rest in Peace beautiful ones, until we meet again. x MMT thanks for linking up to #coolmumclub
Those shoes are lovely! Just fab. I’ve never been a shoe gal. Sometimes I look at my work clothes (or nice handbags) and think one day …. Yours will come too.
Good luck with the flat sale and all the boxes. Thanks for linking up with #SSAmazingAchievements
Thank you!
What fantastic shoes! I don’t think I have ever owned any like that, even when I was young free and single. It sounds like you have been having lots of fun on those trains. I really don’t miss my commute. Love the new word, I hope you get your soft play date soon x
Thank you! Yes, I did (do) have quite a collection. It was something of an obsession, pre-Piglet.
Those shoes are AWESOME! You must have put them away with such sadness, you’ll see them again! Actually I don’t know how you walk in them though – I am so so useless with heels 🙂 Thanks so much for linking up to #KCACOLS and hope to see you back next Sunday! Mim x
I’m not going to lie, they are not easy to walk in. That’s why I can no longer wear them. I would basically be a danger to Piglet and to society.
I’m trying and failing to remember the last time I wore proper heels…that’s actually quite sad! My children are 9 and 11 but since I work from home there is rarely any need for me to dress up. Thanks for linking up to #PicknMix
Stevie x
I would be the same if I worked from home. I doubt I would ever get out of my pyjamas. Gone are the days of spending 2 hours planning and executing a weekend “look.” The only time I get to wear anything halfway decent these days is to work.
You will wear those shoes again. That’s so cute for blueberries! Thanks for linking up to #justanotherlinky xx
I hope so! He has now extended the meaning of brruu to refer to anything edible!
Ah how sad to pack the shoes away! But at least it’s not forever. Hope the flat gets sold soon! Personally I prefer packing to soft play… but maybe that’s just me!! Becky x #KCACOLS
Thank you. I hope so too. You may be right about soft play. Our local one was always deserted for some reason (clearly no one knew about it except us) so we pretty much had the run of it. I’m pretty sure that isn’t the case in any other soft play centre, anywhere, so I have probably been rather spoiled in my experiences of soft play!
I can’t wear heels to save my life! Just about walk in wedges haha! Those glittery ones..ahhh… gorgeous!!
thank you for linking up with #justanotherlinky
Thank you! Neither can I.
I love how toddlers pick one word and just run with it. A has recently learnt ‘[ba]nana’ and refers to every fruit as this. Love your writing and I feel your pain with the heels. I’ve probably worn mine once since little A was born and I was like Bambi all over again! Hope you can join us again next week for #MarvMondays. Kaye xo
I know. I’m anticipating his next word with bated breath.
Oh wow!! Look at those shoes!! They look Fab!! But I understand what you mean, if you don’t need or wear them any more better to get rid of them! I like shoes but I don’t have as many as you!! LOL Good luck selling your flat! Thanks so much for sharing this at #KCACOLS. I’m so happy that you have linked up with us for the first time. I hope you like this linky and that you can join me again tomorrow!! 🙂 xx
Thanks! I will join the linky again when I can.
Wow, now they’re some fab shoes! I only WISH I could walk in some of them – I think I’d break my neck! #KCACOLS
Thank you!
Why do they want to run down the carriage when the train is moving? Don’t they know they could fall down and hurt themselves? :-). I haven’t had to quite chase yet, but my feet are always ready. 🙂 #CommentLuv
I know! And they want to run around on the bus too….It’s a constant struggle!