#2037 The masks are back

It was over a month ago when baby girl said woefully “I wish The Masked Singer came back.”

I didn’t think it would come back this year, you know covid and all, and also had a rough memory that we were well in the middle of Winter when we were watching this crazy talent dress-up show last year.

Fortunately we were passed the middle of Winter.

But guess what TV ad came on like literally a week later?

The masks were coming back!

For some reason, baby girl loves this show. Well I can’t say for some reason, I know why. It’s loud, it’s bright, it’s colourful. The costumes worn by the performers are insanely creative, and the outfits worn by the entertainment judges are just as radical.

I didn’t think much of the show before last year, but then baby girl saw the ads and got really excited about it. Plus it was covid, lockdown. So we had to look forward to something.

And I realised then, why people love these ‘family’ shows so much.

It’s because you can watch them, with your family.

Once your child is of an age where they can sit for longer than 10-20 minutes at a time, it’s actually really nice to sit together as a family and all engage in the same thing.

So now, we get as excited about it as she does. 😁

Tonight, we plonked ourselves on the couch and got acquainted with 6 masked singers. For all the crazy, for all the weird, for all the shocks.

Sounds very family-like, doesn’t it? 😂

#2035 Lockdown Saturday night tricks

I have a little trick to help during these lockdown-Saturday-night-party blues.

(While we pine over parties we went to in the past, and yearn for those that are yet to come).

I accidentally came across this great and super easy solution tonight, that can trick you into feeling like you are at a party. (Yes, keep reading!)

Put on music. This can be stereo, phone, record player, or like for our Saturday night tradition, YouTube.

This is great to do even if on your own since you can just keep selecting all your fave tunes, but even if in company this might be better, since the others will be selecting their own songs, and then it really will feel like a party!

Wait, that’s only half of it.

With the music still going, LOUD, start messaging people, preferably unrelated to each other… those who are reliable, who you know will respond… at least two people.

But as they say, the more the merrier.

This is what I did tonight. We had the music blasting, then on a whim I started messaging some family and friends… and before I knew it I was swivelling from one conversation to another, all while music was happening in the background…

And then lo and behold, a third group chat began, and I was like “WHO DO I TALK TO FIRST?”

And the music was so loud!

And it was so happening!

And then, it hit me… party vibes! 🤣

Well look, almost, not quite, but it’s the best that we’ll get, ’til we get to that super elusive, ‘there.’

🤞💖🙏🎶

#2031 My home hair help

I kind of had to face a mammoth task today. One I’ve been avoiding for some time now…

But, it was unavoidable.

More than necessary.

Once again… I had to colour my own hair. 🤦‍♀️

My hair is LONG.

It is THICK.

And for the last month, it has definitely had regrowth that needed attending to.

But, there was a catch, an extra element of difficulty that meant it would be all the more harder.

The ends of my hair are a golden colour, much lighter than the roots.

They kind of gently fade as the eye travels down, and I love it, and I don’t wanna lose it… I didn’t wanna lose it, it’s the only thing that makes me look like I may have recently been to a hairdresser (I most definitely HAVEN’T).

Instead of just rubbing colour into all parts of my hair like in other lockdowns… I had to be careful, and really only focus on the roots.

Enter Hubbie.

You know you’ve progressed to a crucial part of a relationship, when you start to rely on the other for self-care. Sometimes this comes about because of ill health, a new child entering the family… or lockdown.

Like, the amount of times I’ve cut his hair… I just can’t handle it, it is SOOOO stressful!

But I claimed my credit back tonight.

I got him to help me out. We were both there in the bathroom – actually baby girl was too, supervising and providing entertainment and all – and he was helping me get to all those back of scalp places that makes it all too hard with long, wavy, thicker and wider and crazier than a Lion’s mane type hair.

Thank God we got each other for these things. 🙏

#2030 A lockdown balance

You need to achieve a level of balance, EVEN in lockdown.

I didn’t realise ’til today that I too, like I said for baby girl last week, had started to withdraw. Sure, I’m eager as to have my freedoms, see my family and friends again, resume life as we were before all this happened.

But at the same time, being home all the time, has made me wanna stay home, and kinda, be up-to-date on everything.

Not even important things.

It wasn’t until today after I finished work at 3pm, that I realised my old ways. I had several things to tick off my to-do list, but given the sunshine, and my promise last week to get her out more, I instead asked baby girl “what do you wanna do?”

She wanted to have coffee and babycino on the deck.

(We don’t have furniture yet, so we just sat on the floor).

But it was actually really beautiful.

Then, still ignoring the growing pile of dishes on the sink, I asked her –

“Which park do you wanna go to?”

Well it had to be the one with the big net that she loves to climb to the top of.

Even better, I messaged her friend’s Mum, and they joined us too. The kids were running, screaming, we all stayed way too long, and when I came home…

I quickly rushed to start dinner, get the cat out, put the dishwasher on…

Ahhh. Like the good ol’ days. To hell with routine. Who needs an orderly and clean house anyway? 😉🤣

#2029 A bit of everything Sunday

It was about 5pm today when I realised I felt… different.

This was a novel way for me to feel on a Sunday afternoon.

I felt happy. Content and even a bit excited about the week ahead.

WHY?

I am always dealing with massive Monday-itis feelings come Sunday afternoon, yes even in lockdown. It’s the start of more routine, more work, more home-schooling, and after having spent the day with Hubbie and baby girl, it just really makes me sad that we won’t all be together the next day.

So why was I happy?

Well, I think it was a bit of everything.

Father’s Day, of course. Showering Hubbie with cards and surprise gifts this morning.

Having video calls with family, which really put a smile on my dial. Seeing my Dad and Mum, and sis and bro-in-law made me feel happy and connected to them despite the distance between us in lockdown.

Then I made this new soup recipe, a chicken, vegetable and pasta soup, and it was really yum! So I was stewing over that (almost literally) ’til lunchtime.

And then I wrote up a new weekly timetable for myself, because I often find myself so busy but really scattered, because I don’t know what to do first when I have free time, and end up fluffing around. This way, knowing what day I will focus on what will give me tremendous drive and clarity as to what to do, when. It already worked, today was my clear clutter day, and I was totally killing it. 🤣

So yeah. I am happy, and I don’t have any massive reason why, they’re all little reasons…

(All together now…)

But the little things, ARE the big things. 💖😍🥰💖

#2028 Monsieur, we meet again

There was no point to parks opening up across Melbourne yesterday, because it was a shit storm of rain all day.

So really, today was the proper park reopening.

Baby girl and I walked down to the neighbourhood cafe to grab some food, and then take it to the park where we could eat…

I got, a MONSTER of a meal.

The croque monsieur.

OMG. You know what this toastie is saying? It’s saying “I’ve been good all week, now I will eat a slab of bread, bechamel, cheese and ham.”

🤦‍♀️

Actually, it was very good value at $10 for this brick of a cheese sandwich. So incredibly rich, I could only eat half.

So, guess what I’m eating for brekkie tomorrow morning?

🤣🥪

#2027 Body shop-ping

I don’t know how I’m going to get through all of these lockdown days finding a novel thing to be grateful for, EVERY SINGLE DAY.

Not when every day feels like groundhog day. 🤦‍♀️

I actually liked the start of the day, I enjoyed the constant rain. But then it got dark, and there was no point even leaving the house after work, because… rain.

And the skies grew so dark, and it being Friday suddenly didn’t matter a whole heap because it feels like every other day, and there is no where to go anyway, nothing to do…

But, something came to me.

Return of the online shopping parcels. 😁

I use my bathroom products quite religiously, like shower gels and body lotions. And I miss shopping soooo much. But I did the next best thing, and the other night I ordered some new bathroom products since I’m all out, which I got today:

A mango shower gel, a coconut body lotion (which I only use after beach visits!) and a little sample something I got on the side.

Well, it’s something to be grateful for, however small it is.

How are you finding little things to be grateful for every day?

#2025 Alive again

Once upon a time there was a little girl.

She wasn’t a baby, but she wasn’t yet grown either, far from it.

She was in that beautiful in-between stage, of growth, of wonder. An abundance of delicate naivety followed her wherever she went.

She was a friendly, happy girl. She talked it up without hesitation amongst adults, and yet played up a storm with her peers, creating magical worlds, chasing each other around the yard, and racing through the playgrounds, side by side.

She was all light, all magic. She had a deep drive for adventure, with an innate desire of curiosity shining from her eyes.

Then one day, a virus came.

It came seemingly out of nowhere and spread through the world.

Lockdown, after lockdown, after lockdown.

After the 6th one, it started to catch up.

It started to catch up to the girl.

The things she used to love, she did no more. She didn’t want to go out. Home, home, home and that’s where she wanted to stay.

She used to beg to accompany her parents on the grocery shop trip – she no longer cared.

When her neighbour called her to come out… she said she was busy.

She was tired, flat. She wasn’t herself.

Her Mum noticed. She mentioned it to a health professional, who concurred –

“She seems sad. She’s withdrawing.”

The course of action? Getting out of the house more. What she always used to do.

Her mum suggested a beach walk.

But the girl rejected it.

This former lover of sand and sea, said she didn’t want to put on sunscreen.

But… she came around.

And they went to the beach.

And the girl… became alive again.

The sea air, woke her up. The cold snap of the ocean shook something within her soul. She was scavenging for rocks and shells, dipping her body in the water, and laughing like she hadn’t in a long time.

She had found happiness again.

They went home, and her Mum told her Dad… and her Mum cried. She cried because she saw how close her girl had gotten to getting sadder, and sadder, and sadder.

That Mum is me. That girl, is my girl.

My baby girl.

This virus is taking lives, as well as our wellbeing.

But let’s not forget the other virus. The silent one.

The one that infiltrates our thoughts. The one that removes all sense of joy, of purpose, and of passion.

That is the dangerous one we must look out for. We must keep our children’s wellbeing in full view, and keep a close eye on them.

Sure, stay safe from the virus. But we need to keep them safe from dark thoughts. 🙏💖

#2021 Reasons why I love living near the beach no. 5

Reason number 5 is…

Because the beach is within our 5km radius, and most of these lockdown rules (sorry, ALL of them) suck.

But the beach makes it all that much easier. Less sucky.

After lunch we went to get a coffee for me, an ice cream for baby girl, and then we sat on a grassy patch temporarily to consume our yummy goods…

Before making the short walk down.

There were quite a few people there, and I don’t blame them. It is so hard to stay indoors when it is so beautiful out, and when the water is literally right there in the distance, shimmering and winking at you, how can you say no?

Plus, it’s EXERCISE.

There are some exceptionally sunny days coming up, so I think I will be doing plenty more exercise by the water… 🌊