So we got pretty sick last week hey? It wasn't much fun and I hated seeing you so sad. All you wanted was Mummy and Mummy was only half yours, the other half belonging to my album and all of the little things that needed to get done to get it over the line. Then I got sick too and we just had to stop everything. Stop it all and watch movies. So many movies, so much rest and so much sleep. Nanna and Paul and Dadda helped so much while i rested even more.
|Photo by Paul Melnyk|
I'm going to make a few changes and a few promises. Not big ones, just little things. Little gaps for us to let more love in.
To work on my computer/iPhone during designated times unless there is something TRULY important looming. 90% of stuff can wait. I know that now. I can get so much more done when I am focused.
To do a load of washing each and every day. I get so sad when i feel overwhelmed and when i've let our home be neglected to such an extent. So back to the old 'one step at a time' saying says Mum.
To try and turn my face away from reality television BRILLIANT AS IT MAY BE and turn my face to my beautiful and patient partner, Mr Floss.
To make a herb garden together.
To play. Lots. Even more than we do now.
Go gently. Be organised. I am a mumma now. It's time. Looking after us is all that will ever matter.
To remember that we are all doing excellent, important and truly wonderful things in our own special way.
To be as gentle as a calm breeze with you. You are precious and wise and usually need no more than a stern word or a look. And that will be all you are given. No raised voices. No punishments. And the rest of the world will just have to deal with that and raise their children in their own way.
We are closer than we were last week. All of us. We are bigger and more full of love. I can feel it.