What happened yesterday ?<\/p>\n
Cant remember what time I woke up.<\/p>\n
Yesterday was Tuesday. Tuesday is better than Monday. Tell me why I don’t like Mondays.\u00a0I want to shoot the whole day down.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>Is it best to leave a blank, a non space, a failed space.<\/p>\n<p>I had meant to write something, but when I got in from my evening walk, after I had made Naoise his super, after I had read to him, after I put my arm around his little body, I fell asleep too. \u00a0Fully clothed I crashed to sleep beside him. This is not unusual it often happens. A constant state of utter exhaustion.<\/p>\n<p>I had meant to wake up again and write, but I am struggling to think what it was ?<\/p>\n<p>Was I going to write about<\/p>\n<p>The crescent moon, almost three quarters full.<\/p>\n<p>The way that daisies and dandelions clamp shut their petals close to their heads at dusk.<\/p>\n<p>The ewes bleating in the fields.<\/p>\n<p>The failing light.<\/p>\n<p>The grey whispering clouds.<\/p>\n<p>The cold and the need to wear hat and coat and gloves.<\/p>\n<p>The emptiness of the hills, meeting no-one.<\/p>\n<p>The lambs, newborn.<\/p>\n<p>The lambs, sleeping behind stone walls or dips in the fields, all curled up, safe with their mothers on ground.<\/p>\n<p>The suspicious looks of the Ewes as I pass their lambs sleeping.<\/p>\n<p>The owl screeching.<\/p>\n<p>The proud and blue bells up from the earth.<\/p>\n<p>The way I show Naoise the moon and the stars at night by opening the attic window and standing on the bed with our heads sticking out into the roof and sky.<\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>What happened yesterday ? Cant remember what time I woke up. Yesterday was Tuesday. Tuesday is better than Monday. Tell me why I don’t like Mondays.\u00a0I want to shoot the whole day down.\u00a0 Is it best to leave a blank, a non space, a failed space. I had meant to write something, but when I … <a href=\"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/2015\/04\/28\/blanks\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Blanks<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1888,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1886","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1886"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1886"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1886\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1886"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1886"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1886"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
<\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>Is it best to leave a blank, a non space, a failed space.<\/p>\n<p>I had meant to write something, but when I got in from my evening walk, after I had made Naoise his super, after I had read to him, after I put my arm around his little body, I fell asleep too. \u00a0Fully clothed I crashed to sleep beside him. This is not unusual it often happens. A constant state of utter exhaustion.<\/p>\n<p>I had meant to wake up again and write, but I am struggling to think what it was ?<\/p>\n<p>Was I going to write about<\/p>\n<p>The crescent moon, almost three quarters full.<\/p>\n<p>The way that daisies and dandelions clamp shut their petals close to their heads at dusk.<\/p>\n<p>The ewes bleating in the fields.<\/p>\n<p>The failing light.<\/p>\n<p>The grey whispering clouds.<\/p>\n<p>The cold and the need to wear hat and coat and gloves.<\/p>\n<p>The emptiness of the hills, meeting no-one.<\/p>\n<p>The lambs, newborn.<\/p>\n<p>The lambs, sleeping behind stone walls or dips in the fields, all curled up, safe with their mothers on ground.<\/p>\n<p>The suspicious looks of the Ewes as I pass their lambs sleeping.<\/p>\n<p>The owl screeching.<\/p>\n<p>The proud and blue bells up from the earth.<\/p>\n<p>The way I show Naoise the moon and the stars at night by opening the attic window and standing on the bed with our heads sticking out into the roof and sky.<\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>What happened yesterday ? Cant remember what time I woke up. Yesterday was Tuesday. Tuesday is better than Monday. Tell me why I don’t like Mondays.\u00a0I want to shoot the whole day down.\u00a0 Is it best to leave a blank, a non space, a failed space. I had meant to write something, but when I … <a href=\"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/2015\/04\/28\/blanks\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Blanks<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1888,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1886","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1886"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1886"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1886\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1886"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1886"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helensargeant.co.uk\/mother-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1886"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}