#1358 People about town

It’s become second nature for me to find simple and small things to be grateful for.

Firstly, because life is often routine. There is school and work and groceries and cleaning, and if you can’t see beyond all of that and take joy in the little moments, well frankly you are going to go mad waiting for that ‘big party’ where you think you will have a rad time.

Chances are you won’t. Your child will be clingy, your hubbie will be sick, and there you will be in the corner with a coughing partner and child tugging on your arm as you chug down another wine.

Don’t wait to be happy.

Secondly… well because the little things, really are the best things. If you can find happiness in everyday moments, imagine how much better off you will be? Imagine all the opportunities of satisfaction, self-fulfilment, and growth that you will experience in this state?

I am happy, because 3 years on from our Seachange I am starting to notice people around town.

Wait, what? If you think you missed the post where I celebrated our 3 years here, don’t worry, I actually forgot myself… (shakes head). It wasn’t until midnight ticked over the day after our moving-house anniversary, that I realised the day that had just been, and went ‘d’oh.’

And it has taken a while… but lo and behold, I bumped into two people today that I knew… within a space of hours.

Sure, I see people around a lot more now. A lot of them I’ve come to know through baby girl’s school. But today I saw two such people within only a couple of hours, and the second one, was walking by my house! Why I never…

Moving to a side of town where we have no family or friends settled nearby has had its specific set of challenges. To be honest, it can, and has been at times, a very isolating experience.

But like everything in life, good things take time. And it hasn’t been something we’ve been able to push, or force… we had to just let it be.

And when you let things be, that’s often the moment that things seem to work out for you…

You just have to wait. Sometimes 3 years.

And then what you were waiting for, comes by your front door… LITERALLY.

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#1285 Looking forward to 3

It’s all about numbers ain’t it? Yesterday 7, today 3.

And you know what has me sooo relieved and happy today?

Baby girl has a curriculum day tomorrow. Friday.

I have finished work. Which means no shift on, Saturday.

Sunday, is well… Sunday.

I have three days off in a row.

Three sleep-ins in a row!

I am on the cusp of all this slumber, and I CAN’T WAIT!!!

#1174 10 years of the 3rd of May

Today Hubbie and I sat upstairs in the sunshine, our lunches on our laps.

“What were we doing this time 10 years ago?” he asked me.

I put down my plate of leftover lasagne to pick up my phone. 1:22pm.

“We were at church! We were getting married about now.”

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Hubbie was working today, and sure we didn’t have an opportunity to do much outside of that… but we could still sit outside in the sun when he came home for lunch?

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Which we did. We made the most of the situation, and our lunch date was going to happen no matter what, even if it had to happen on our balcony.

10 years is a big deal.

You wouldn’t think the newsagency thought so. Nooo. No cards for your partner signalling a decade of wedded happiness. They all started at 25, I noticed today, and internally, I had to disagree.

10 was still important.

Of course it was! It is a milestone. A decade. A decade of happiness, joy, fulfillment, as well as sadness, disappointment, frustration… and we have stuck it out. We have stuck through it all, and today our lives are so much fuller and richer because of it.

I love him more today than I did 10 years ago, and I think that means we are doing well.

Every other anniversary we’ve had has felt like a little “yay.” But this one definitely feels like “YAY!” Shouting from the rooftops type yay… or should I make that the balcony…?

Feeling happiness, love, and all the good feels today. Happy Anniversary to us. 🙂

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#1152 Play date at a new Play centre

School holiday time, means catch-up with the regulars time.

And by no means did we go to a ‘new’ play centre… but it was still novel to us.

And this time, there were 3. Bab girl had as much fun playing with her cousin her age, as they chased each other up and down the indoor play area, as she did doting over her little cousin and letting her help prepare in the play-pretend kitchen.

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It was a great day. Plenty to see and do for the kids, many structured activities to literally move through…

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And we stayed over 3 hours! Evidence of the fun had by ALL.

I love, that these girls will grow up continuing to make these beautiful memories… and so ’til next time… ♥♥♥

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#965 The three day

It’s 3am.

And it’s been a day of threes all day.

I noticed it when I took this photo… sometime after 3pm.

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Three oranges. My nailpolish. My prosecco. And that beautiful tangerine flower there in the background.

We also had three functions today. A wedding, a birthday… and a birthday.

And you know how they say things come in threes… good and bad…

Well we got through today, in one piece… almost. We are not quite home, but the threes we had today, and which we attended, were of a successful, accomplished nature.

Let’s hope we get to sleep more than 3 hours… zzzz.

#674 3 year-old kinder – Tick

And just like that. A year almost gone.

And a school year gone with it.

I can’t believe how quickly the end of the year has arrived. More so that it signals the end of 3 year-old kinder for baby girl. Today I watched the 4 year-old kinder group at their special black-robed, square-hat graduation in lead up to primary school, while the younger group, including baby girl, watched on at what awaited them next year.

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A year already! It felt insane. My girl was growing up too fast. It wasn’t fast enough in those early, early days, of sleepless nights, odd schedules, intense confusion about everything… and yet now each day Hubbie came home from work and said to her incredulously “did you grow again?” and she would stand against the wall to show how tall she really was.

I am grateful that she completed this year of kindergarten, through all the ups and downs… and next year will be the real deal, 4 year-old kindergarten.

15 hours to spare a week? What will I do with myself?

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I don’t know whether to laugh or cry at baby girl’s increasing independence. Maybe for now, I’ll try the upward smile…

 

#492 Park Days no. 2

It was a very good day today. I was emotional, teary, and super-proud as punch as the kindergarten teacher told me how well baby girl was doing during her mid year parent/teacher mini-interview.

She is 3, in a predominantly 4 year old class. Not intended – that’s just how it happened. There weren’t enough 3s for a class of their own so they separated them into the 3 classes there are per week.

Every child has their own personal talents, and their own personal challenges. Baby girl does not differ. And yet, to hear such beautiful and encouraging feedback, about her positive self-esteem, sharing nature, ability to play well in a group, and to listen in group story-time, well…

IT MADE MY HEART SOAR.

As we were leaving the kindergarten, heading over to the park beside it that she hadn’t yet been to, I felt like I wanted to give her the world. I know I do already, but to hear such happy and positive news, I felt like I wanted to give her everything.

I know I already do. I was just so bloody proud.

So I pulled her aside and said “baby girl, look at Mummy – I am so, so proud of you. Mummy loves you.”

She smiled and then charged forward towards the playground she has been eyeing off for 6 months.

And so, we had a splendid park day.

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And for anyone thinking their Mum-kid relationship today was nothing like the above scenario, I’ll provide you with the humbling addition that we ended the day crying, exhausted, and angrily threatening “no book!”

Balance. It’s key. Still proud though 😉