Most Fridays we have the MIL with us, which makes for light-hearted, event and people based chit-chat.
“How are these people going?”
“How was work?”
“What are the weekend plans?”
“What will you do on Sunday?”
“Did you hear about that?”
and so on.
Tonight however, it was just US – baby girl, hubbie and I. And quite surprisingly and happily, we started to get into it.
He dropped some surprising statements, which had me slightly reeling – just from the sheer unpredictability of it ever being said.
“What? Are you serious? Seriously, I feel like I don’t know you.”
All good, and nothing bad. Just different, and eye-opening. We got into some d&m, and you know the convo has gone deep and fulfilling, when the dinner sit-down has long passed the eaten food that has come and gone before it.
“Well if I do this, with your talent here, and my knowledge there, we could both – “
Now I was reeling, again. I know this is a whole lot of blah blah blah to the rest of the world, but after our talk I had the most profound sense of I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO EXPECT FROM LIFE.
We always talk about living life to the full, and cramming as much experience and fun and passion into what we have been given here on earth, yet still, for a man that I know so, so well, he had me absolutely stunned and baffled.
And as I dwelled on it, I realised I loved it.
I’m not a person to stay stagnant, and remain in the same role or field for the rest of my life. And seeing that he is the same, and just like me is open to new and exciting experiences, if only to explore and see where the open doors lead him, well that is equally exciting to watch and be a part of.
I love that we are passionate, we know what we love, but also, we love to keep things exciting, fresh, and moving on.
To be inspired by the man in your life, and find even greater motivation to love him, well…
that is something I am eternally grateful for.
And all from a Friday night convo. All good things come from Fridays…
Today was not as I had to expected it to be – and not in a nice way. It was pretty devastating and heartbreaking to tell you the truth.
I was going to spend the day at home, with baby girl, on this sunny day on the 1st of July, feeling sorry for myself. Disenchanted about life and everything in it, questioning signs, asking for answers, and tearing my hair out in the mess of it all.
And then, fate, divine intervention, a sixth sense stepped in… what else can we call it? Oh that’s right.
She must somehow know these things, sense these things. Know that somehow, somewhere, a part of me is crying out for help, support, a shoulder to sob on…
She came by, and it was the most unexpectedly happy moment of the day.
I did ask for help. I did ask for support. And I did have her shoulder to cry on.
And she said yes, yes, yes, with all of her heart.
Not all the day was doom and gloom. We both purged. We both laughed. We both went deep and delved.
And I caught this light-filled moment, light in every definition of the word, as she and baby girl jumped on the trampoline.
Thank you sis. I couldn’t live without your love. 🙂
Baby girl continues to astound me. Sure, through all these years of her growing up, I’ve encouraged her to say “Ta” to whoever deserved it – the kind lady at the grocers offering her a free biscuit just ‘because’; her grandparents when they slip in a note for any future babycinos; and anytime food or drink is brought to her, she knows to smile and give thanks.
Yet it still comes as a surprise to me that she is now saying “Thanks!” so much, so often. Well, it sounds like “catch!” but same same. I’ve been telling her to give appreciation for the last few years, whereas now she is doing it of her own accord, which I had absolutely no expectation of at her age – and yet I am rapt.
Tonight for example. Today while in the post office, I came upon the most fantastic surprise for her. One of her many, many loves at the mo, is Paw Patrol, and so when I saw a nightlight in the shape of one of the characters, Skye (I mean, baby girl was even wearing her Skye hoodie to kinder while I was eagerly rubbing my hands in anticipation of this purchase) I knew I HAD TO buy it.
Hubbie and I told her there was a surprise, but she wouldn’t get it ’til after dinner. You never give a child anything before they eat their vegies. NEVER EVER EVER.
She did well though, and we sat her down and gave her the paper bag to peek into. She fished out the nightlight pup, her grin still painted on her face, and took in all of its pink, girly, doggy glory.
SHE. WAS. RAPT. I don’t know who was more excited, she from her surprise present, or us from anticipating, and receiving, the sheer joy that was so apparent. She then hugged the light, and said
“Catch Mama, catch Tato!”
Oh My God. Where does she get these things? Does she have to be so freaking adorable so we buy her MORE presents? Darn it kiddo, you get away with tooooo much.
And then moments later, because she just couldn’t contain herself, again
“Catch Mama, catch Tato!”
LOL. Oh man. I just love this girl. And truly, really, completely, I do not lie when I say watching your child grow and develop, is about the greatest thing in the world…
Loves Loves LOVES. ALL my LOVES.
It was actually my sister and bro-in-laws impromptu visit late this afternoon that made me first go ‘this is heading to my gratitude blog today.’ We had had no real, or proper, or concrete (and for that case, ‘fun’) plans for tonight, so when they called and said they were coming – like literally, in the car and on their way – we knew it was going to be one of those nights.
Those great, spontaneous, super-memorable and fun nights.
Of course, they weren’t gonna stay late. Of course, they said they would leave, the early statements starting from 8pm.
Of course, Hubbie wouldn’t drink much – after all he had a really bad chesty cough, and was under-the-weather.
Of course it would be low-key.
They left at 11:30pm.
Hubbie drank alright.
And we sang and played music all night long. Oh yeah, and danced.***
As sis said tonight, “baby girl had no choice being born into our families.” We all love to party, and dance. And tonight, we boogied and jumped and carried each other around, stood on stools and yelled our lungs out, with a few choice and memorable songs being
“Love is All Around Me” – Wet Wet Wet
“Lido” – Boz Scaggs
“Shape of You” – Ed Sheeran
“Come said the Boy” – Mondo Rock
“Groove is in the Heart” – Dee-lite
and sooo many more, all blasting out of our new portable speaker!
Love the songs, love the new speaker, and love all of these people, making memories in our kitchen… :):):)
***Can you tell I’m going for the award of best blurry photos on the net? My disposition for unclear and hazy photos has nothing to do with trying to remain anonymous, I promise 😉
Lately it feels like we are BILL-city. We have payments and fees and unexpected notices and amounts outstanding coming out of our every orifice. So it was nice when I received a package today that I’ve been expecting for a few days now…
I was so happy and surprised to receive a phone call from Harvey Norman late last week, telling me that the photo print competition I had entered only a month or so earlier, when I was printing 200+ photos for memory boards for my parents anniversary party, well, I had won! Well, one of the prizes on offer, which was the above-posted Bluetooth portable speaker!
What a nice and pleasant surprise! We know how cool it is since my bro-in-law has one and positions it around the house depending on where we’re sitting when we’re over, so it’s awesome to think we now have one, and we got it, for free!
Winning a competition! I feel as excited as I did when I won some comps from a kids mag when I was about 11, and got an Ariel doll in the mail…
I’m grateful for unexpected moments like these 🙂 Helps ease bill-tension and stress, too 😉
Tonight, baby girl hugged and kissed a star lamp. How much more delightful can she possibly get, at age 3?
When she gets presents for an occasion, usually in bulk, like at Christmas, or her Birthday, it’s not too hard amongst the frenzy of new ‘things,’ to pop a gift or 7 away, for a later date.
I like to draw things out. I can see the insane joy in her face when I later take out her presents, all fresh and brand new and exciting, as it’s suddenly something interesting to play with. She has no idea it’s been sitting out of reach on the top drawer of her cupboard the whole time. The only thing she knows is “Oh! New toy!”
I can get away with it at this age.
She received this star lamp for Christmas. And because she had a little fairy lamp that we were using in the meantime, I popped the star one, you guessed it…
Her fairy lamp was going dim. I mean, I could have just changed the batteries, as I’ve done so many times before. But I needed an excuse to take out the star lamp, albeit another battery-operated one, but what the hell.
It looks a lot like this:
Only in red.
Hubbie and I put in some batteries and set it up in her room, and then as bedtime approached I asked “do you want a surprise?”
Of course a 3 year old wants a surprise at bed time. Stalling is what they excel at.
So we took her into her pitch-black room, I fumbled with the switch on the lamp, and
Ta-da! The room was alight with a warm glow from her new lamp.
She was rapt. She looked at it in admiration. She held it, carried it about. She hugged it, even doing her “awww” bit as if she were hugging a baby. She then kissed it.
She hugged and kissed her lamp.
And you know what? It was freaking adorable. It was beautiful. She is at such an innocent stage, so naïve to so many of life’s treasures, experiences, and discoveries, and it is precious. She is amazed and takes great joy in the smallest of things, and I find it inspirational.
She sees Nutella on the table during breakfast and exclaims “Oh!” before clapping excitedly.
She jumps up and down when we tell her we’re going to walk to the park.
She hugs a friggin’ lamp because it’s red, it glows, and it’s a star.
How much more simple can you get? How beautiful life is, when things like this make you happy? When you appreciate them to the degree that they bring you irrepressible joy?
I hope to nurture those innocent qualities in her for as long as I can, for as long as she will let me.
In fact, I hope to keep it alive in me while I am at the task. I actually think this gratitude blog, is helping me to do that too…