Louka the cyclist

Yesterday I picked up Mum's old bike from the bike shop. They'd modernised the gears and derailleurs, tidied up some of the worn-out bits, and fitted a child's bike seat, called bobike.

I rode back from Newtown to Redfern station with my hand on the brake the whole time, I think. I haven't ridden since before I got pregnant, and never with a baby in front of me. I was terrified. However, Louka obviously wasn't terrified and was quite comfortable, as she fell asleep halfway to the station and didn't wake while I carried her, on the bike, down the station steps and wheeled her onto the train. And she looks so cute in her little helmet with red and orange flames!