As we’ve decided to remain a one car family, we occassionaly have a transport challenge. Today was one of those days. Darragh was leaving at 7:00am for meeting in Cambridge. The creche opens at 7:30am.

Our options were:
– Drop the baba’s off at the door of the creche at 7:00 with their milk and snacks to keep them going until someone arrives.
– Have them walk 1.5 miles to the nursery
– Take a taxi

I was personally pulling for option one, but Ava & Jake were concerned that they would run out of snacks before the nursery staff arrived. We ended up going for option three.

We piled into the taxi at 7:20. I strapped Jake into a seatbelt and put Ava on my lap with a belt over both of us. It somehow always seems like an exciting little treat for all of us to be cuddled up in the back of the taxi as we roll through St. Albans. Jake kept looking up at me with his big brown eyes and smiling his special Jake smile that melts my heart. Ava was cuddled up to me rubbing my hand. We shared a special few minutes before going our separate ways for the day.

Before I knew it, we arrived at nursery. We all plopped out and walked inside.
Jake went straight to his room anticipating his toast and cereal while Ava and I struggled with her coat. We waved our goodbyes and I jumped back into the taxi to head home for a days work.

The life of a working Mum.