Friday, 17 February 2012


Projects on the go. A gift for a lovely lady.My first lace pattern for me
And two jumpers for 2 cousins.

Wednesday, 15 February 2012


A bit of a brain dump again so please excuse me. I just need to get my feelings down.

My cousin lost her first baby this week, she was 14 weeks pregnant. All had been fine at her scan a couple of weeks ago. We aren't at all close but that doesn't make it less sad. In the Autumn my younger brother and his wife lost their first baby. Back before I had my eldest I had a mmc with my first baby, a couple of months after another cousin had a mmc, which was a couple of months after my sil had a mmc...

I know miscarriage isn't at all uncommon, but every single grandchild that has been pregnant or had a pregnant wife has lost their first child. With my younger brother I knew it was going to happen. It hit me as I was driving along thinking about their baby. Turns out she started bleeding that day. It can't be a genetic thing as there are several adoptions so actually very few genetic links. I am fully aware it could just be coincidence as sadly miscarriage is one of those things that does just happen. However I really can't shake the feeling that there is something more to this.

Monday, 6 February 2012

First time sledging

Thursday, 2 February 2012

That quiet place

Finding a quiet place when at home with the boys is easier said then done. Making time and space to actually just sit and listen to what God might be saying isn't something I'm very good at. I've been encouraged recently to have found that small amount of space and listen to the still small voice.
It might not look much at the moment but it's a lovely place to just sit and reflect. The view in the opposite direction is good too.
I think we got so busy and caught up in the day to day that we never just sit and reflect and listen. I know that at home even if both boys are asleep there is always things to do, the never ending mess, the never ending washing, the never ending internet, the never ending knitting pile... Sometimes I need to step away from that. I encourage you to find a quiet place too, you may be surprised at what you hear.