Wednesday, 3 October 2012

Lightbulb moment

Perspective is a wonderful thing.

I haven't always been a glass-half-full person, but after a series of wonderful and disastrous occurrences in my life I decided to live with as much passion, laughter and gusto as I can muster (minus the self-help audio tapes).

Don't get me wrong. I am not about to set forth to conquer Everest or visit Antarctica or even run a marathon. I just want to be a good person; to leave this life feeling like I didn't stuff up too much. And if I know I can influence whether a moment has a negative or positive impact by simply viewing it differently, then I should try and view everything through those positive Prada sunglasses, right?!

This may seem obvious to some of you, but it really has been a lightbulb moment for me.

The rain on our wedding day couldn't dampen my spirits...
These days the challenges are plentiful and sometimes confronting, and with a busy 9-month-old to entertain all day every day, I'm in hot pursuit of positivity like never before...

For example, when the little one is hungry and awake with the birds at 5am, instead of listening to the pounding headache behind my eyes and cursing about how "I'm not a morning person", I try to cherish and look forward to this early-morning breastfeed. It's the first time in hours that I get to walk into the room-that-smells-like-babies and give him a cuddle. I get to see the sun slowly rising in the morning sky, hear the birds calling out to each other, and check if there are blue skies ahead. Us non-morning people never get to do this usually! This morning ritual wakes me almost as much as the coffee that will soon follow.

And as I dodge the pram and highchair to get to the kitchen, I could get frustrated at the lack of space in our shrinking 2 bedder (and sometimes I do). Instead, I think about how it will only take one hour to clean this house from top to bottom which means more time for stories and play. At the end of the day, that house deposit we've been busy saving will be spent on a family home someday soon and then I'll be cursing the extra bathroom and bedroom (and child) I have to clean!

And so on and so forth, you get the idea. At the end of the day, I've realised I would choose this life a million times over because it led me to this partner, this child, this me. So I may as well get on with it, as chipper as I can possibly manage on a few hours sleep! Thank goodness for caffeine.

Tell me, how do you chase your positive mummy vibes?
Disclaimer: I have written this post on a good day, when the birds did tweet this morning, I got all the housework done and had time to write before heading to bed (if I was having one of those hideous days when it was hard to get... out... of... bed, I'm sure this post wouldn't have been as rosy) xx


  1. There's no denying that life at home with kids can at times be dull. If I find myself feeling bored, I just think back to my previous life in the office either stressed out of my head with a deadline or bored to tears filling in spreadsheets. Suddenly domestic life doesn't seem so bad.

    1. Too true. I often think my stressed out days juggling demanding PR clients was the best prep for motherhood - life with a gurgly baby, drinking coffee, playing in the playground and intense learning (both me and him) just doesn't compare!


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