Monthly Archives: October 2012

two hundred and seventy three

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I had two little extra companions on the beach today. And as delightful as they were I had to be more alert today than I have been for a very long while. So whilst those who know me know I wax lyrical about every age and stage and do not wish any of it away, today I was a little bit grateful my girls are not quite so young anymore. It means I get to drift off from time to time. Bliss. And how cool are the sand circles. I watched three young girls spend ages making them. I loved how everyone walked around them for the rest of the day. Well, everyone that is, except my two young companions.

two hundred and seventy two

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Kate was never very still as a young child, except when she wasn’t well, and then B was her best to cuddle. Which he loved. I am grateful that some things just don’t change.

 

two hundred and seventy one

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12 October. I am grateful for unusual mom and daughter bonding moments. Me waxing and plucking Kate, in the usual areas that need attention, brings much hilarity and genuine appreciation from my teenager. I was taken aback by her commenting how lucky she is I do it. It seems not all mums do. I just wish it wasn’t always last minute. Then again, she is my daughter.

two hundred and seventy

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I am grateful for the making of memories. And for little girls wanting to capture them. And for a polaroid camera that reminds me of way back when.

two hundred and sixty nine

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Kate gave herself and me a big fright today. She had a fainting episode, or syncope, apparently. It was quite terrifying for her to experience. And me to witness. So today I am grateful for my daughter’s resilience in the face of a day of tests, for her growth, for our shared smiles as our eyes met in the various doctor’s rooms and for her pride at her ‘firsts’. I grateful for that little voice as I kissed her goodnight that stopped me at the door, saying, thank you mommy for driving me around today. Because whilst it was young and vulnerable, the choice of words weren’t. And the gratitude was sincere.

two hundred and sixty eight

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Today I am grateful I got to spend the day with brave caring just bloody get on with it women. Women who inspire me with their guts, their vulnerability, their honesty and their strength.

 

two hundred and sixty six

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I am grateful for my best kind of day. A day spent pitter pottering around the house catching up with ourselves. A day spent in my pj’s until 11am. (I only got dressed cos Kate’s Sam was popping around and Kate would have been mortified. Actually I would have been too.) A day that started with an hour to spare because we forgot about daylight saving and our phones aka our clocks are set to Sydney time. A day with my best kind of lunch, turkish with bits and pieces, which Jem always manages to turn into her signature cupcake extravaganzas. A day of too many coffees, homemade pancakes and giggles from the pool. I am grateful for the perfect simplicity of today.

 

two hundred and sixty five

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I am grateful for the hot sun, the cool sea, for sleepovers and empty apartments.  And the knowledge that I know exactly where my kids are. A small yet huge blessing.

two hundred and sixty four

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I am grateful for a sublime beach day. And for the wonderful feeling of being alone with me despite being surrounded by many. Perfection.