Diary of a Lockdown: Week 15

Saturday For the first time in a fair few weeks we do… nothing. Absolutely nothing! (Well, parents-of-small-children style nothing). We take turns to nap. We do odd jobs. We play a game called Splat! where everyone is covered in spray cream and no matter how many times you play it’s still really funny. We go…

Diary of a Lockdown: Week 14

Saturday Olè! We are off to Brazil today! It is agreed with the children that this will be our final “trip abroad” this summer, as we need to start preparing to move house. (Besides which, at various precarious points in the day, this feels like the right decision all round!) It’s still lovely, still fun,…

Diary of a Lockdown: Week 11

Saturday There was no travelling today, as we recovered from a week camping “in Cornwall” and Husband eased himself back into work. When he had finished, I spent the afternoon finishing the Eldest’s new desk (which I think I photographed last week). Still, it’s so pretty, there’s no harm in sharing twice! Family film night…

Diary of a Lockdown: Week 9

Saturday Yes, we’re in Mexico today, and it’s already a much better weekend than the last! We have a slow morning, followed by the usual scramble about for passports and the likes, before buckling up and eating crisps on the “plane”. Since our last travelling adventure we have sadly lost another two pieces of charity…

Giving God the Grumps

I’ve been keeping a weekly lockdown diary on this page, (miracles do happen!) but felt this story was a little too good, (not to mention long and detailed!) to share within that. So, here goes, I hope it encourages somebody as much as it has done me! Yesterday was a bad day. In fact, the…

Diary of a Lockdown: Week 7

Saturday The kids have been talking about our fake trip to Paris since Tuesday. Which was cute, until they burst into our room at 6am and screamed, “IT’S PARIS DAY!” at the top of their lungs. Still… we did it! We made macaroons (without a piping bag- wouldn’t pass in Paris!); took the Eurostar, did…

Diary of a Lockdown: Week 6

Saturday So last week wasn’t the best week, on a whole, but we’re out of “the red zone” now and the clouds are starting to clear! There’s much about my attitude and approach to life that needs to change, so I ask Husband to pray for me and with me. Which he does. ‘Cos he’s…

Diary of a Lockdown: Week 5

Saturday Husband’s new day off. After a long, busy week I use my allotted time in the morning to hide in the office and write. (Probably why last week’s update was so long-winded!) Afternoon: watch Phantom of the Opera with the eldest, while the youngest sleeps on me. After firefighting with the Boy throughout, I…

The Stuff That Stuck

Over the last few posts, I have been attempting to convey how and when the invisible cloud began to lift; how I went from one pretty dark year or so, to the light I increasingly sense now, with little more than a retreat in between. There are some big, obvious factors in this; namely, our…

Welcome to My World (Part 2!)

So, where were we? Oh yes. In my previous post, Husband had just dropped the title-worthy line, “welcome to my world!” Thus winning an argument we were having about one of the apparent struggles of ministry. (It really is worth reading that first if you are going to commit to this one…) Anyho. He won….

Out of the Hole

A couple of months back I was at a conference for church family workers and volunteers, attending a seminar about Perinatal Mental Health. During the seminar, the speaker showed this video by Brenee Brown, explaining the difference between Sympathy and Empathy. In it, a little fox is alone in a dark hole. An empathetic bear…

The Overflow

If you are a parent of any number of children, you will most likely have heard the phrase, “you’ve got your hands full there!” Several (hundred) times. A day. Personally, I don’t mind it. It’s not a tut, or a put-down; it’s a generally positive encounter with another member of the public, who takes the time…