The sweetest thing, after a long day?
Coming into bed thinking your husband is sleeping, but he turns over to give you a big hug and whisper sweet words.
(I was going to call them ‘sweet nothings,’ but they’re far from nothing).🥰❤
Tag: bed
#2917 Nice things for day 1
I wanted to try and do nice and interesting things today, on day 1 of 2024.
I know it doesn’t necessarily mean that the entire year will be exactly as today, but I treat the first day of the New Year the way I treat my bed in the morning – it has to be made, to create good feng shui for the rest of the day.
Therefore, nice things on Jan 1, equals nice things throughout the year. 😁
I lay in bed a little extra after waking, because I never lay in bed extra (Hubbie took baby boy downstairs, and let’s not mention the 2 hours I lost overnight 😬)
We took a lovely pram walk as a family around the block.
We went to the park, and put baby boy on the swings! First time for him, but he wasn’t very phased by it all. 🤣
I pushed him around the house on this little ride-on thingy and he was so chill, watching the surroundings, happy to be going around and around in circles. 💖
Not planned, but I took a lot of joy in also watching baby girl make baby boy laugh countless times, watching baby boy’s reaction to Toot Toot Chugga Chugga Big Red Car, watching him laugh at eating corn, and playing ball with my family around lunchtime too.
So, I gathered a lot of nice things today. I hope to gather more through the year. 🙏
#2733 My baby phase
Saturday morning, rain is falling.
The room is dark. Baby boy lies against my chest, falling into a deeper and deeper sleep after his recent feed.
I relax. Surrounded by dim light and doona.
These are the days. This is my baby phase.
This is all I need to do. I worry so much about how much I’m getting done, and try so hard to go back to how it was…
But I shouldn’t. That time will come, and it won’t be like it was before, it’ll be better.
These are the days I’ll revel in… in warmth.
In snuggling.
In feeling safe and being his safe space.
Let it rain.
#2725 Early morning smiles
It was early morning, but I was happy.
I cuddled with baby boy in bed, held him against my chest. I had tried to put him down again but he woke up, starting to look around the room.
Soon we would have to wake his sister for school.
But for now we would keep each other warm.
The room was dark. Faint morning light was filtering through from the hallway. I could make out his face outline, see his features in the dim light as he looked around the room.
I pulled his face further away from me, holding him at a short distance.
His eyes found mine.
We both smiled.
🥰🥰🥰🥰
#2367 Family day
I try to do one of these days every school holiday season, and so it was today. I timed a visit to my parents/sisters house when I had to be on that side of town, so that it all aligned perfectly.
Then we spent the rest of the day having a great time.
Sis and I laughed as we watched baby girl and her cousin testing out my Dad’s new bed, all the special new massage features on it, and totally agreeing that a normal bed just wasn’t gonna cut it anymore, as they laughed and giggled about.
We had a beautiful lunch courtesy of Mum, and I have to say the homeland Sarma really agreed with me. Sarma is basically cabbage rolls stuffed with meat, and when you haven’t had something so agreeable in a while, let’s just say you make the most of it, right? 😁
I had a lovely catch up with my parents, just talking about nothing in particular at all, but having one of those catch-ups where you feel all warm and fuzzy and happy afterwards, as if all is right in the world… even if sometimes, it feels like it isn’t.
And then sis surprised me when she presented me with a kind of scrapbook album that included the headband I wore for her wedding, when I was her flowergirl, a whole 28 years ago! We both can’t believe the flower headband is intact, and sure the flowers have gone brown, but they haven’t disintegrated! Incredible. It was such a super sweet token, so full of love, and I know I will cherish the wedding token as I will the memories, forever. 😍🥰
It was such a beautiful day, I already can’t wait for more. Knowing us, the day will probably come sooner rather than later. I already can’t wait. 😉💖
#2286 Bacon and eggs with fam
I had brekkie with my wider family unit this morning. 🥓🍞🍳
And sure, some important people were missing, but it was still lovely. That will come too. 😜
We had woken up in a different place, and although we were getting up in different beds ‘on the other side,’ getting out on the other side of the bed too, there was no bad luck at all.
Only good. There is only good when your nearest and dearest are involved. 🙏💖
#1838 Like old times, and milestones
Living through lockdown has given us a new way of connecting with other people… online.
I am still working from home, and today we played this online Pictionary game. You have to draw on the screen from a selection of words you’ve been given… and the rest of the room, (people participating) have to guess what you’re drawing.
I thought it was pretty cool, and it was Friday, so later my mind wandered where it usually goes to on Friday nights… to my friends. We spent a lot of Zoom calls together during those few months last year, and so I got to really get used to seeing their faces, talking about anything and everything, and just connecting in a way that honestly, we never really had before.
The lockdown had given us a new opportunity to learn even more about each other, through a multitude of topics, discussion, and debate.
And it was great. I realised no matter how much they talk, how much we disagree, how much we maybe shit each other up the wall… we are ultimately stuck with each other for life. That’s it.
And I love it.
So, missing my crew, I sent the random message out: “Anyone wanna play a game online?” Well to be expected, most were busy and couldn’t, but one such friend said “sure, give me a sec.”
And so I’ve spent the last hour or so of this night, chatting to her online while we played online Pictionary!
She is one of my oldest friends. I actually can’t remember if we were friends first in grade 1, or grade 2… I have no idea. I have no idea because after a while, your memory starts to get blurry. I never believed it when I was in my teens, or late childhood. I couldn’t understand how people would say “I can’t remember” about a huge, momentous milestone in their life. I used to think, “how can you not remember something so important?”
Well, now I know. Because as life goes on, your head gets filled up with more and more stuff, and the other stuff that you don’t think of as much, well it starts to fade.
So, so true. Maybe that’s why I’m so adamant about capturing every written word. It’s my own personal record for my unpredictable mind.
Anyway, you get my drift. We’ve been friends for about 30 years, not a word of a lie. And while we laughed at each other’s funny drawings, and tried to make sense of the game, we also caught up and reconnected, and it made me realise that technology, lockdown even, brought a few pretty good things with it.
A Friday night spent watching something on TV, or just letting the hours while away on random stuff around the house, was instead spent sharing some laughs and having fun with one of my oldest besties.
And then, in amongst all that… a milestone! Baby girl got fed up with me on the computer playing games, and put herself to bed!
It’s actually the second time she’s fallen asleep on her own like this, but the first that she did it intentionally… the first time she went to bed as I set up watch over a huntsman in our room, making sure he didn’t hide anywhere, waiting for Hubbie to come home and get rid of it. I’d told her to wait in her bed for me another 20 minutes, and instead she had fallen asleep.
But tonight, tonight was intentional. I was there chatting away, and then went to check up on her… I even kissed her head… and she remained sleeping. Peaceful. Absolutely beautiful, as all sleeping children are. 🤣
So, a good night all around. Looking back, looking forwards… as long as it’s done with the right people…
You’re alright. You’re doing alright. 👍💖
#1660 Day 162 of getting there: unicorns and castles
It’s refreshing to see your child happy over such simple pleasures.
Like a change of bedding. Baby girl is always super rapt when I change her quilt cover and sheets. It seriously, brightens my day.
Imagine how hilarious it would be if all adults jumped up and down on their bed screaming “YES!” because their bedding was now pink, instead of purple.
But she continues to do so. Even more today, because it wasn’t just any bedding… I changed it to the Unicorn themed one she got for her birthday. It’s all unicorns and castles, it’s got pretty pink and purple hues, amongst stitched gold string to highlight the unicorns hooves, and it’s just… GORGEOUS.
No wonder she loves it.
She thinks she’ll have the best sleeps ever under those magical horn covers.
Maybe we all need unicorns and castles in our life. Some magic would not go astray in these times… 🦄🏰
#1546 Day 48 of getting there: Saturday mornings
With my old work, I never looked forward to Saturday mornings.
Because I always worked them.
Even Friday night’s were a lost cause to me. I’d spend them getting ready for the next day – making my lunch, getting my clothes ready, and telling baby girl I’d be home about 4pm.
But now… Friday night’s I’m putting my feet up.
And Saturday mornings are nice and slow.
Because I’m HOME.
I love it. ❤
Baby girl and I cuddle in bed after a good sleep in…
And then we eat breakfast, from the couch.
Because we can.
Then… wherever the day takes us.
Wherever.
Even in iso, Saturdays are superb. ❤
#1428 Reading together
It was bedtime reading time. But it wasn’t just bedtime reading.
It was bedtime reading the night Hubbie went back to work.
Ohhh. The horror. The agony! The sadness.
The day before you go back to work is actually worse than the day you are back at work. Thinking of the routine, the inescapable work days ahead, the hours, the holidays you could be on…
Ugh. Ugh ugh ugh.
Which is why tonight, Hubbie wasn’t even in baby girl’s bed with me as we started to read Room on the Broom. He was up in our room getting ready to go to sleep, while baby girl was eager to read the book that we had only seen the on-stage production of, days earlier…
while Hubbie was STILL on holiday.
Sigh.
I started to read. Then baby girl started to read. We were taking turns. I had told her I would read most of it (wanting to get her to bed earlier) but of course somewhere along the way, she changed her mind. As usual.
She started to read more.
And, Hubbie heard it.
I heard his footsteps coming down the stairs. He couldn’t help himself. 😉
Before long he was on the other side of baby girl, the three of us squished into her king single bed taking turns reading Room on the Broom. 🙂
And I realised, sure, sleeping in every day as a family IS great… but you don’t need to take time off work to enjoy life. You don’t need to be on holiday to make memories with your loved ones, and set up traditions so that there are reasons to smile every day with them, rather than just a few weeks a year, when you are not working.
Like reading a book together, in bed. 🙂
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