#1226 An easy Monday

Ahh. A taste of things to come.

We are so close to the end of term 2. So close to school holidays. And we definitely felt that today.

Baby girl had her once-a-term curriculum day today, and it was so well-timed, what with it being like, 4 degrees this morning… brrr.

We slept in through the morning frost before lounging about on the couch after brekkie…

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And then later while driving around, visited her old kindergarten and old teachers (she loves that place) and checked in to the good ‘ol adjoining park with its great grand trees.

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Sure, it was a chilly day. But that sun was shining a blinding white light, and it made our day off, that much sweeter. ♥

#1205 Late night pharmacy

Oh, what a night.

And by no means am I talking about this kind of night:

Rather, I am coming from the time and place of the overly tired-stressed-frustrated-overwhelmed parent, the one who is sooo over it… and it is only Monday.

(Face Palm).

I can assure you, my posts this week will be super short. And therefore, I will now start writing my post in short form, so that you can create the story, yourself.

Super short, punchy sentences.

Ok?

Capiche?

Let’s go.

Baby girl.

Screaming! Pain! Oh the drama!

Crying, sobs.

Infection?

Call doctor.

More cries. Sobs and drama.

Needle? No darling.

Finally, peace.

Takeaway pizza (because drama).

And then doctor.

Check up good…

Urine sample!

?!?!?!?!

Pharmacy open?

Pharmacy CLOSED.

Google!

Pharmacy open over there!

Driving ALL night.

Get medicine.

Force baby girl to drink medicine.

Me…. very, very tired.

#1198 What she said no. 13

Baby girl delivered me a beauty today, totally out of nowhere. I had just started driving off in the morning down our access lane, on our way to school drop-off, when she laughed out loud suddenly at something she just remembered and told me to look at her… then using her fingers to point to her eyes and then mine repeatedly, she said with such VIGOUR:

“Eyes on you girlfriend!”

I had to laugh out loud. I asked her where she got it from, and one of the teacher’s at her school uses it – I think to tell the students that she is watching them, for them to keep doing whatever task they are meant to be doing. She did it a few more times on the way in, and then I forgot about it for a while…

Until later that afternoon. Mondays she has swimming straight after school, so I gave her a snack in the car and off we went.

I was sitting on the benches with all the other after-school parents, watching baby girl finish a lap. She reached the end and looked up at me, with those pink-goggle eyes.

She held her thumb up towards  me, our little sign language whenever she is in the pool.

I smiled at her and returned the thumbs up.

She then held her thumb and index finger together in a round O, and I read the words she said next, another one of her infamous sayings: “Spot on.”

I laughed and shook my head in wonder.

And then the clincher. She used her two fingers again to point to her eyes and to me repeatedly, and I was barely able to read the words, though I already knew them so well…

“Eyes on you girlfriend!”

I laughed out loud.

And guess how we signed off for bed tonight?

Baby girl: “Goodnight eyes on you girlfriend.”

Me: “Goodnight eyes on you girlfriend. I love you.”

Baby girl: “I love you.” 

Oh what a character. My girl 🙂 ♥♥♥

#1177 Changing plans

A day where you end up where you didn’t expect, is honestly as good as a holiday.

Away from the routine. Away from the housework. Away from the same old same old, blah blah blah.

Do it on a school/work night, and shock horror… “you are doing what on a Monday night?” (no less)… tee hee hee. 🙂

Imagine you thought you were going to end up in one place (uh, home?) and then, the night brought you to another location?

With family. Cousins.

And vanilla slice.

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Yep, it is that vanilla slice AGAIN. Any day that ends in vanilla slice, good company and a change of scenery, is happy times for me.

(Don’t forget the coffee).

#1086 The first full Monday

We all know how hard Mondays can be. It signals the weekend no more, and paves the way for another week of work, routine, and… school.

Today was the first full day baby girl had at primary school, with her days last week being shorter with lunchtime finishes.

And not only was it a full, primary school day, her first one, AND a Monday… it set the tone for all Mondays, as she has swimming right after school ends.

Like, take-your-swim-stuff-from-school-to-the-lesson, that kind of right after.

I was braced for impact. Crankiness. A really good ‘off’ mood.

Whinging. Tiredness. Just a general sense of the afternoon not being too crash hot.

But then.

She was overjoyed when I picked her up.

She immediately reminded me about swimming.

She told me she hadn’t had a good day… she had had a great day!

And everything from there just flowed.

We were expecting the worse, really we were. But she kept going, had her snacks to keep her refuelled, and then kept on chatting ALL through the evening like she had had 10 cups of coffee or something.

I was especially charmed when she started talking about lying down and thinking happy thoughts.

What now? “Who told you that?” I was ALL FOR positivity, but they weren’t words out of my mouth she was repeating.

“At gym, in class today,” she sighed, as if it was the most obvious thing. “You need to close your eyes and think happy thoughts, so I thought of butterfly wings so I can fly around.”

♥♥♥

I may be shooting myself in the foot by talking about our great first day… and yes I know, it is really early days. But while it’s going good… let’s be grateful, shall we?

🙂

#1023 Laps of calm

It was one of those days.

Everything was bugging me. I was stressed. Anxious. Biting back easily. Overly emotional.

Just feeling like a pile of shit.

I threatened cancelling baby girl’s swimming lesson several times during the day when she didn’t listen to me… but to be honest, it would have done me as much of a disservice as to her, if I had gone through with it.

That’s because, of the guaranteed peace that comes with her swimming lesson.

It’s all go-go-go up until Monday afternoon. Pick up from kinder… go through her bag… clean up… much-required coffee… more clean up… get her ready for swimming… get in the car…

GO-GO-GO.

And then.

Just like the kids jumping into the water, there is a –

WHOOSH!

of release.

And. Silence.

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I breathe. Sit back against the wall. There is commotion and voices all around me but it becomes white noise as I focus on being still.

Breathe in….. Breathe out.

My hands are collapsed on my lap. Eyes are glassy, reflecting the water in front of me. My pupils dance as the children leap and dive, splash about and swim with arms thrashing all about them.

I breathe in…. and I breathe out.

I stare blankly at the sights before me. The humidity of the room creeps into me, covering every inch of my body, seeping into every garment I am wearing, forcing the tension and stresses of the day to flee away.

I start to smile. When baby girl waves and looks at me in recognition, I nod. Hold a thumbs up. I usually look at my phone at times like this – 1 minute head down, 2 minutes head up. And on it goes, ’til the 30 minutes are up.

Breathe in… breathe out.

But this time I hold the phone, for minutes upon end. I don’t look down. I don’t need to be entertained. I don’t need to think about other things, read about other things, or even laugh about other things.

I need to centre my scattered thoughts.

Breathe.

And suddenly, like a swimming board clapping down against the water, the children are exiting the pool, and just like that my reverie is broken.

My 30 minutes of calm are up.

A dripping, overly-excited, goggle-eyed girl, stands before me, threatening to spill water all over me if I move the wrong way.

Wide-eyed. Wild expressions dance on her face, and I read the future antics in her head in a heartbeat.

My girl is back.

And my work, once again, begins.