50 days of River

Fifty days of River: Connection, isolation and everything in between.

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  • Last Night’s Recon Mission Kike and I went on our reconnaissance trip to the beach last night, just the two of us. It’s about a ten minute walk from the hotel, down a little winding path that opens out to a boardwalk leading right to the sea. There are signs claiming “disabled access” and to Read more

  • Morning Mood: Realising I’m Doing Too Much I woke up grumpy today. Not “wrong side of the bed” grumpy, more “why am I packing everyone’s emotional and physical suitcases all the time” grumpy. Even on holiday, I’m making sure everyone has what they need for breakfast, that iPads are charged, that Summer’s at her swimming Read more

  • A Night of Mr Worldwide River actually enjoyed some of the entertainment last night. He found a little circular planting area and walked round and round in time to the music like it was his personal racetrack. Summer, meanwhile, was at the front making friends and getting very involved in the quiz. Our room is Read more

  • The Stillness After the Storm These are the days I don’t do so well. The weekend was full: family, friends, little errands. Then Monday rolls around. Summer’s lunch is made and she’s off with Kike at 9am. Just River and me now. No plans, no structure. The house is filthy but I don’t know where Read more

  • Cancelled Plans & Spoon Calculations Last night, I asked a friend if she wanted to meet up for lunch and she said yes. About an hour later, I went to book a table and my whole body began to hurt. The thought of getting the children up and ready, packing day bags and travelling made Read more

  • Woke up at 6am again, not sure why this is my new routine, but here we are. River joined me at 6:25am, bright-eyed and full of energy. First breakfast was served with an iPad (essential), so we had a peaceful start. He’s definitely getting sick. He was coughing through the night and told me, “There’s Read more

  • Day 0: The Night Before

    “The house is quiet. The fridge is empty. And the somewhat empty Google calendar scares me.” Today was the last day of nursery. No handover, just a quiet end — one minute he was in term-time routine, the next minute we were in summer. We went to the park to celebrate, because that’s what you’re Read more