“Singin’, don’t worry, about a thing ‘Cause every little thing, is gonna be all right.”
56 weeks ago I went to a pretty local lookout, took a photo, shared a song.
I know this because my insta account told me.
Tonight I played the same song. To think what I was worried about then, I have now, and what I’m worried about now, I would have killed for then, but also, hopefully, I will have… soon… very soon.
“Singin’ sweet songs Of melodies pure and true Sayin’, “This is my message to you, whoo-hoo.”
It’s an egg chair. You know those dome-shaped things that hang off a strong hook, and sway slightly?
Our deck is actually its second home. My sister and bro-in-law very kindly dropped it off tonight, as they don’t want it anymore. When they asked us, we did some thinking and thought, maybe it could have another purpose in our yard?
And I love it, not just because we have a brand new thing (nothing like a brand new thing to excite you!) but having loved ones over on a weeknight, really makes you realise it is holiday time.
HOLIDAY VIBES!
Apart from the great company tonight, is the knowledge that all of us will be using the egg chair for varied and happy reasons.
Hubbie might sit in it and enjoy music from the portable speaker while sipping on a cold bevvy. 😉🍺
Baby girl might read in it or do her latest fave activity, play on the Nintendo. 📖🎮
I might read in it, or just sit, because you know, movement is becoming an issue as of late. 😂🤰
And in about a month or so, I might just be rocking a baby to sleep in there. 🤱🙏
Today was one of those mad days, as it usually is, the day before a big day.
I surprised myself early on when I made the smart decision (for once in my life) NOT to take on an extra thing that would have made me lose an hour from my day.
I tend to do this stupid thing, and I mentioned this in a post just this week, but I take on too much, and if my day is quiet, I just FIND STUFF to add on so I never actually relax.
I was going to drive down somewhere, but in thinking of the trip, how long it would take, all the other things I still had to do, I decided no, I would make do with the resources I had locally. Even with that hour not lost, I was still running around all day without a break!
But my end-of-day goal kept me going: at 8pm, sit on the couch, watch the Christmas carols, and paint my nails Christmas red.
I was 5 minutes late, but I got there.
The music was playing. The nail polish was drying for baby girl and I. The Christmas lights on the tree were twinkling.
I was slowly unwinding. Even baby could tell I was calming down, as usually when I sit down and relax baby wakes up and starts rolling and jabbing me every which way.
We somehow got onto the topic of baby girl’s list for Santa, and as we were pondering what she would get this year, Hubbie went and said, “I’m going to write my own list.”
I kinda rolled my eyes. He is always after something beer-related, car-related, or clothes/shoes-related. He has been intensely researching a pair of sneakers he wants, so I was totally expecting him to come back with that on the top of his list.
Instead, he came back with this:
I read it, and I burst out crying. Like big, uncontrollable, ugly tears. OMG, it hit me right in the heart.
Maybe it was the Christmas carols in the background. My tiredness from the non-stop day kicking in. But my emotions got the better of me, and I was so moved, so incredibly touched, and I had to admit, it was exactly what was on my wish list too.
He admitted he had thought of some other things to put on his list… 🤣 But after a second thought, realised this is what he really wanted. 🙏
I said to him “maybe this is why we’ve struggled to buy each other presents this year. Because we have what we really want.”
🤰💖
Merry Christmas Eve folks. Hope all your greatest dreams come true. Never stop believing. 💞💞
I feel the above title is a bit redundant… aren’t all catch-ups long overdue nowadays? What with covid scares, general sickness because summer is posing as winter, and all manner of crap keeping us on edge, anxious and away from loved ones?
🤦♀️🤣
But it happened anyway. We caught up with bestie, her hubbie and gorgeous son, and it was the best night. I sometimes get sad after nights like this, because it would be great to live closer to each other… then I remember how insanely busy we all are, and we’d still probably catch up the same amount of times as we do now. 🤷♀️
I think my highlights of the night were connecting over music, as we get highly passionate about that (and what a beautiful thing to connect over, don’t you think?) and seeing bestie’s little boy wave goodnight to us as he went off to bed! OMG! That was the most unexpected and beautiful thing, I loved it.
Totally made my night. In fact, the night, made my night. 🥰😍😁💖
That above line is from one of my fave songs, Madonna’s Rain, but it’s definitely NOT rain I feel coming.
It’s summer. It’s good times. It’s Christmas fun and festivity, NOT rush and madness.
Today was the first time in a long time that I took step back, and started to really enjoy the space I’m in.
I love Christmas, but it’s been a crazy couple of months, and things have been busier than usual. But I’m in a space, a place, where I think I have a handle on things, and I was just sitting at the table this evening, sure doing some crafty stuff (literally), but when I thought ahead to the next few days, and then week… I felt good.
HAPPY!
FESTIVE!
IN A STATE OF JOY!
So, it is coming. Many things are. In fact, I think many of them are already here. 🙏💖
And yet I have very little photos to show for it. 🤦♀️ (That’s OK, I have my sister the photographer 😉)
We had some fam and friends over for Hubbie’s birthday, and it was fun! It feels like this year we’ve been having heaps of people over to make up for the last couple isolating, non-sociable years.
Having people fill up our house has been great, laughter and voices and music filling the air… and it’s all a good kind of busy, a good kind of noisy, but soon there’ll be another good kind of noisy, that of an additional family member in the house!
I know the way we are now will be absolutely different to how we’ll be in 4 months time, but I embrace it all. I love it now, and I’ll love it then for whole other reasons.
It’s about appreciating, and living in the present moment.
And all of these reflections, from a birthday party. 🙏❤
So I have written about this song before so please forgive me, but you know when you’ve put on an album randomly, are listening to the songs, and then one comes on that you’ve completely forgotten about is on the album, which you LURVEEEEEE?
So tonight I put on my best of Bryan Adams as I was prepping dinner. It was very random, I just wanted something different, and to be honest the one song I was expecting, which came on, was his very popular radio-friendly, Heaven.
So just before we served up, when some familiar guitar notes wafted out of the speaker, I went “ohhhhhh!”
I had completely forgotten one of my all-time faves of his, Have You Ever Really Loved A Woman?
Up the volume went, as I warbled along to this song.
There is truly nothing as satisfying as rediscovering a song you haven’t thought about for so long, and even better, when that song is part of your music collection. 😁🎶🎵🎻
So, tonight we learnt while reading What To Expect When You’re Expecting, that baby is 20cm long now, and 450 grams… the size of about two chicken breasts. 😆
And at 22 weeks pregnant, there is a lot of movement, a lot of kicking. I read that if you shine a bright light on your belly you may feel baby move because they can detect light now, so we tried it. As if baby doesn’t move enough, we used the torch function on my phone to shine it over my belly, just because.
Nothing. Absolutely nothing at all. I have deduced either this baby is shy, or very cheeky, and deliberately won’t work with us because it knows what we want. 🤔
I’m kinda thinking the latter because of the family it comes from. 🤦♀️
But then the book also said it can hear our voices, all sounds really, and Hubbie thought it important to start singing to it.
He first did a very baritone “Bus driver please wait for me,” to which I said “you’ll give baby a fright with that tone.”
So, of course, he picked Dragon to start serenading to baby.
“April Sun In Cuba.”
And then baby girl was joining in, and back and forth they sang and took turns singing alone and with each other, and sure enough –
Bump, bump, roll, twist, bump.
Baby was there moving around to it all. Perhaps even dancing. Who knows? 😁
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