Sometimes you just need to
put on keep the trakkies on, put your hair up in a clip and call the local pizza joint.
Following the abdomen-aching and nauseating day that was Friday, today was still very slow. Slow, SLOW. I spent all day at home with baby girl, building up the feeling of cabin fever amidst the grey day, and then at night…
We still decided to stay home.
You see, we think we might still be virally contagious in some way. Only very slightly, but still. In light of this, and the fact that Spring has taken a step backwards and reminded us of how Winter was, we were like:
“screw it, we’ll order pizza and stay home.”
Which is what we did. Yeah we’re going stir crazy over sitting on the couch. Yeah we’re over these walls. Yeah we need to get out. But still, somehow, sitting on said couch, amongst said walls, in our little company of 3 chomping on pizza, it was awesome. Singing songs with baby girl, cuddling under blankets, jumping on the bed… it was brilliant, and I felt that a real bond was had on this night.
I love these nights. I love when we go out too, but these nights are not just good for the quiet time or rejuvenation required to lead a busy life – the meaningful moments shared and the beautiful memories created in these routine periods of time, are just gold.
As Sia sings in the Hilltop Hoods song: “I love it, I love it.”