When I was in Year 6, I thought my life would be better the following year when I had my own school locker. When I was in Year 7, I thought my life would be better the year after when we got to go to Halls Gap for a school camp.
And on it goes; life will be better when I’m 18, when I move out of home, when I move back home, when I find a boyfriend, when I get rid of this boyfriend, when I have a baby, when my baby is sleeping through, when my toddler is only having one nap during the day, when they’re not having any daytime sleep…
We’re waiting for something. Waiting to be where we want to be. Waiting between here and there.
And the thing is, there is nowhere to be. Only here.
The reason I say this is I’ve been finding it hard to think of something to blog about lately. It’s like I’m waiting for something big to happen, so that I can write about it. But my life isn’t one you’d see made into a movie or a book full of big events and adventure. In fact, to most (including me at times), it would all be rather boring.
So here’s a couple of things I just realised:
1. My life is filled with small moments, but in waiting for something big to happen, I’m missing the importance of what’s right in front of me. The ordinary things going on in my life are the most significant.
2. The best TV shows, movies or pieces of writing move us because they touch on what it is to be human. Lives filled with meaningful events and proud moments can simply appear so in the way they’re recorded.
So. Nothing big happened between my last entry and this one. But here are some of the small, significant moments that I’ve enjoyed and embraced:
I saw this out the kitchen window:
Maeve found ‘fairy bunks’ outside, which prompted Elsie to build a fairy garden.
Mobiles without all the bells, whistles, musical soundtracks, lights and action can sometimes be a little hard to come by, so we’re over the moon to have stumbled across these beautifully serene baby mobiles to hang in your little person’s space.
Check out Babyology to read on and see the feature. And feel free to deliver a casserole so that the girls can eat while I fill orders.
I googled seamless socks and came across Seams Away. I knew I’d come to the right place when the ‘About Us’ page talked about sock battles and how their line of Soft® clothing allow kids to get dressed without the drama. I nearly drove to Kew and asked for all that they had. But instead I put Elsie on the bus crying about her socks and placed an order. And the very next day, it arrived. And now I want to drive to Kew to say thank you. Because look:
What small and significant moments happened in your household this week?