So baby girl had a playdate at a friend’s house straight after school today. Her friend’s dad picked them up from school, and they walked to her friend’s house where she spent a good 4 hours before I picked her up.
This is the second time that this friend has had her over for a planned play… the first time they went to a jump centre during the last school holidays.
I was pondering how nice it was of this family to have her over, two times in a row, and I hadn’t had their daughter over once! Granted, they know we have baby boy and I am a ‘tad’ busy, but still, I was thinking how nice these people were, how they are the type of generous, kind-hearted people happy to have your child over without counting whether or not you have had theirs over…
Then I realised. I used to be one of those people!
The years before having baby boy, even during my pregnancy even, I was having baby girl’s friends from her earlier years over constantly. Both her friends had multiple siblings, and as baby girl was an only child then, I was more than happy to oblige. It was beautiful for me to see her playing with someone else, having the sound of more than one child’s laughter trickle through our house.
I would have them over repeatedly, offer to drive them to birthday parties, I even organised this doughnut decorating class one school holidays, and picked them all up!
It all made sense – this was my good playdate karma. 🙏
All the times I had helped out other mums, in turn giving my girl someone to play with, well it was now coming back full circle when I needed it most. Sure, it wasn’t from the same people, but that’s not how karma works, it’s ENERGY.
And what a crazy flow-on effect today has been… because she had her playdate today, I decided to risk it and try go to my parents house for a visit (I usually have to rush home due to baby boy’s scheduled naps, etc, and with school pick-up that doesn’t leave much time).
Not only did he sleep on the car drive over, and in the pram for his scheduled lunch nap, but he randomly fell asleep in the car on the way home! So easily, like a FLEXIBLE CHILD, WHAT THE?????
Because of his later nap, his bedtime was then pushed way later, and he got to see his sister after her playdate, but also, I am now sitting here with a tea because I only got to sit down 20 minutes earlier… this may all sound hectic, but I never stay up late, I go to bed between 9:30-10 because who knows when baby boy will wake up during the night…
But because he’s gone to bed later, it’s given me the flexibility for a little extra me time tonight. 💖
All because of playdate karma. 💫💫
The moral of the story? Help out your mum friends. It feels wonderful for the good energy to come flowing back at a later date. 🙏🥰