Walk

On Friday, I wasn't on duty at Playcentre. I decided that we would all walk down for the drop off rather than use the car.

I haven't walked to Playcentre for a very long time. When pregnant with Aidan, I walked with Isabelle in the pram until the very end. But with the third pregnancy, it was just too much of a mission almost from the start to push both back up the hill in the tandem pram. And since Orla was born, again, that hill seemed like such a barrier! The problem is that the children go to sleep on the way home. Two scenarios ensue. In the first one, they wake up as we get home, refreshed and ready for action. I, on the other hand, are exhausted and desperately needing a break. Not a great combination! In the second scenario, the children stay asleep. I am unable, however, to get the pram down the steps to the house without either waking or endangering them. I wake them up. You can imagine the mood they are now in. And, I'm exhausted and desperately needing a break....

But the weather was good on Friday, so I thought we'd give it a go. It went very well. The older two happily made it down the hill, and I made it back reasonably happily. Orla did sleep in the front pack, so I didn't get any child-free time at home, but that was fine. Exercise is good, free, and better for the environment.

I did take the car down to pick them up again, which was a good call, given how tired Aidan was.
I am looking forward to more walks in the future - weather and tiredness permitting. Good practice for the school run....