Last week was so lovely. The sun came out and suddenly it felt like Summer. A couple of months ago we moved so we could have more space and a garden and it felt mean that since moving there had been only a handful of times that we could use the garden, in between rain, rain and more rain.
So last week we spent most of the time outside and I had many of those moments where you’re sitting back watching your life in front of you and appreciating it all. Sun was finally over the chicken pox and back to his old self and we were in a limbo where Shine didn’t have the pox but we knew it could appear at any second. I think this made me even more appreciative of their health knowing what might be lurking around the corner.
Sure enough, on the weekend, Shine came down with the pox and is now, understandably, miserable. Makes me realise how much can change week to week and how up and down parenting can be. One second it all seems so hard and the next you’re breezing along loving every second. It has reminded me that I should try and spend more time sitting back watching the monkeys play together happily because it’s not always the case and you just don’t know what is next. Today it’s cool, grey, a bit rainy and I have one poxy, grumpy baby and one caged preschooler keen to get up to mischief in lieu of doing anything better.
I’m clinging to memories of moments like this from last week to get through the next few poxy days: