I’m grateful for…
A little bit of fun, a little bit of crazy, a little bit of spontaneity, a little bit of affection and a little bit of love… a lot of love.
I think it’s the perfect recipe for our imperfect life.
Sometimes it’s hard to remember what it feels like to be a child. It shouldn’t be hard to see things from their perspective – since we’ve all been on that same journey of childhood – but often it’s something I remind myself to do. I remind myself to be grateful for their inquisitiveness, for their exploring, for their enthusiasm and for their wonder as I learn to see things anew, the way they do.
This bunny is almost 7 years old. I bought him when I fell pregnant for the very first time, just weeks before our wedding day. Three days later, on our honeymoon, after a very traumatic time in hospital we learned that we had lost our baby. In the days to come I held this bunny close, I slept with him and I cried with him and I wondered if there would ever be a baby that would cuddle and love him like a child should.
I’m happy to say of-course that he has been loved and snuggled by all three of my children but somehow he has never become the toy; the one that makes it into the bed at night or dragged to the grocery store during the day. I think that’s because in a way he’ll always be the bunny I bought for May – for our baby that never was – and that’s a healing thought.
I’m grateful for spontaneous rainbows that light up her face. And for a childs imagination and her desire to go to the end of the rainbow and find the pot of gold. Reminds me to always look on the bright side of life.
I can’t think of anything I would rather be doing with my life. Everything else seems superfluous, almost unnecessary compared to this. It is my greatest challenge and my greatest reward. It’s a privilege and a pleasure and I am beyond grateful that I have been blessed with the opportunity to care for, guide and love these three very special people.
Two seconds before this photo was taken he was counting to me rather seriously. But all of a sudden his eyes lit up and he started pulling at his eyes and making funny faces! He’ll do anything for a laugh and his cheeky smile says it all. When I found out that he shares his birthday with Hugh Jackman, that explained everything 😉
This dress is one of the first I bought for our dress-ups collection back when Hannah wasn’t even walking. It cost me $1.50 and it looks to be (poorly!) homemade but perfect for dressing up.
My parents have a photo on their fridge of Hannah wearing this dress as a toddler. I hadn’t seen any of the kids who so often raid our dress-ups actually pull it out and put it on for years! But Hannah found it again recently and has fallen in love. I showed her the photo of her little baby self wearing it and she smiled but of-course she did not remember.
I remember those little legs walking, wandering, exploring our garden in the soft afternoon sunlight as I ran around taking photos and making silly noises in an attempt to make you smile. I remember how your hair didn’t even touch your shoulders and how it felt to have only you at our table for dinner and only you to cuddle in bed at night. I remember how that dress almost touched your ankles and now doesn’t even reach your knees and although you’re growing faster than I had ever imagined, I am grateful for this simple dress and the memories it brings me.
I love living in Brisbane. It is such a child-friendly city. On any given day there is always something free or low-cost to do with our kids and we really love exploring our city and feel so grateful to live close enough to do so.
Sometimes it’s hard work with 3 little ones in tow but I really feel like experiences rather than things make the best memories, and as a homeschooling mama I like to take advantage of the educational opportunities these places represent as well.