the little table in our entranceway is home to keys and candles, two buddhas and a bowl for collected ephemera (our nature table, of sorts) / this is where I’ll be this weekend; my comfy armchair, a blanket to knit and a book to read / Percy has rekindled his love of daytime naps and often I’ll join him

Oh gosh, what a week. It’s been a long, arduous one, that’s for sure.

The late stage of pregnancy is creeping in and I can feel it in my hips and my lower back and my tear ducts. All of a sudden I’m fretting about what isn’t done and frantically writing lists of all the things that need to be seen to.

My primal desire for dependability, order and predictability has reached an all time high and once again I’m shocked at just how powerful pregnancy hormones really are.

Of course, everyone else is going about life with the same mindset as before which on one hand is calming and on the other, absolutely infuriating.

Oh third trimester…you really are something.

But, it’s Friday and it’s set to be a wet weekend with no plans (or not too many) which is very, very promising. Although I’m well aware that long quiet stretches of reading and knitting may be setting the bar a little high.

After a few years of steering clear of the op-shop I’ve started visiting again every few weeks. I dropped in to our local earlier this week and gathered a decent pile of clothes including two school uniforms for Poet and some basic layering items for baby. One of the kind ladies told me to come back on Saturday for the monthly market day because all clothing will be 50% off and then she piled my collection into a bag, wrote my name on it and hid it out the back. Day made!

While I’m yet to rifle through the boxes of newborn clothes, I have been on the hunt for some little woollen socks for my winter baby. I just discovered these which will do just nicely (I like that they extend well up the leg) and am envisioning tiny toes and little feet all snuggled in wool come July. Gosh, it really is so soon (I write as I push a little foot out from under my ribs).

Elsewhere:

Natalie has just launched her Winter Beauty Box to replenish the skin and soothe the senses (her Eucalyptus Balm is on my bedside table and I apply a little bit to my chest each night to breathe easy).

I’ve been loving Kate’s photo-a-day-in-May challenge and all the colour and goodness that sprouts in her garden.

A really great point about #foodwaste and educating all communities about how to cook and use leftovers.

Bali Moods captures the music of the island perfectly.