After a week or so of maternity leave, I think I’m firmly into the nesting stage of pregnancy. I’ve been doing the usual cleaning and organising, which included last week taking every last thing out of our bedroom and then scrubbing the carpet. That’s normal, right?
A couple of months or so ago, Pip brought home a yogurt pot with a small amount of soil in, marked “runner bean”. I duly popped it on the windowsill, sporadically gave it some water and was rather surprised when a few weeks ago, a shoot appeared. Miraculously, Pip and I watched as it seemed to grow before our very eyes, each day being a couple of inches taller than the last.
When it was about 3 inches tall, we potted it into a larger tub and gave it a stake, which had to be extended. Two weeks ago, it was over 2 foot tall. Now, it’s closer to 3. Whilst cleaning the tiles behind the sink this morning (definitely nesting, I usually leave that to the cleaner) I realised that it’s now outgrown the taller stake and probably should be planted out into the garden. I’m told that we need to wait until the last frost has passed before it goes into the garden, so it’s still on the windowsill.
Whilst at the garden centre a couple of weeks ago, getting some plants for the planters on the front window sill, some herbs for our new planned herb garden (more on that soon) we let Pip choose some plants to make the garden look more colourful. She was also keen to plant some more seeds, so we planted out some radishes in pots in the garden, and a handful more beans alongside some nasturtiums which we hope will give us some edible flowers.
We picked up some compostable pots along side the seed packets and a packet of small stakes. Pip loved putting some soil into the bottom of each one before carefully placing one bean in each, and then in some other pots she put 3 nasturtium seeds. She then covered the seeds over with more soil and watered them with her little watering can, and again I put them onto the kitchen windowsill. For over 2 weeks, nothing happened, and I kept giving them a small amount of water every time I noticed they looked a little dry. And then, suddenly, nasturtium shoots have appeared.
I’ll probably leave them on the windowsill until they seem a little stronger and taller and, in all likelihood until this baby puts in an appearance, and then Pip and I will plant the whole of the little pots into bigger ones in the garden.
I was surprised at how pleasing straightforward this step was, and how satisfying it has been to watch the little shoots appear – obviously I can’t vouch for what might happen next, mind you. Pip has also been excited to get involved with growing some vegetables for later in the summer, in doing some of her own gardening and getting involved. I couldn’t recommend having a go more highly.