The first frost is a big deal to me. It’s another seasonal milestone, akin to that late summer morning where you take a breath of fresh air and can detect autumn in it. I suppose this is the same but for winter.
It wasn’t until I picked Sandy out of his cot and put up the blinds that I realised, the cars glittering with it. Every morning Sandy likes to point to the cars in the drive and on the street upon waking, you see.
We made a point of getting him dressed and went out to help Daddy scrape his car to go to work, for the first time since early in the year.
It’s not quite as momentous as the first snow of the season but it’s pretty magical in itself.
As Sandy toddled about the drive and I shamelessly paraded in front of the neighbours in pyjamas (warm, all covering ones big preggos wear I should add) and my raindbow bodywarmer, I lamented that he was going out with his Grumpa and not available to come on a frosty early morning walk with me.
But luckily another frosty morning followed and we went out with the buggy for the first time in goodness knows how long and took a trip up our country road.
Ever since I’ve had Sandy I’ve found something so comforting about wrapping him up warm and braving cold days. It reminds me of putting him in a million layers in the sling and carting him to the south side of Glasgow for baby yoga, back in the days when he was still immobile enough to take part.
This morning he wore long johns and snowboots and a hat, and a jacket with a body warmer which pops into the inside of it. Ahh, I LOVE winter clothing!
With this change it’s like the world has accepted that halloween has passed and is slowly allowing the winter and inevitable festivities to enter.
As a side note, these Stonz snow boots are THE BOMB.
Argh! Have you ever seen that much cute in one outfit?! All he needs is a little scarf!
It’s like finding Christmas cards pinned up in the hedges out there.
And the run of beautiful skies didn’t evade us on our walk either.
So happy to be living in the country right now, and extra happy to be making a little progress from the dire side of pregnancy. It’s been very slow and tiring, much like my mood, but we keep trudging on. Hoping there is much more festivity to come this month, but no snow til December, please. Nothing worse than peaking too soon.