Wednesday, January 31, 2007
it's the little things
I often wonder if other parents are as enamoured with their offspring as big daddy and I are.
We could sit for hours and just watch Lulu in action, and she never disappoints.
Always full of love and laughter.
I feel as though I'm completely addicted to her endless hugs and affection and I don't ever want this phase to end.
She is just over-the-top cute these past few days.
Her vocabulary is really evolving and the fact that we can now communicate with words and sentences makes things go much smoother around here.
Not to mention that she now says "Love you mummy", "hug" and gives me tiny soft kisses on my lips while stroking my cheek saying "mommy pretty".
Sure she stays up a bit later that we would like some nights, but as tiring as that can be, I think we both secretly love getting the extra hour or two (or sometimes three) of snuggle time.
There are plenty of things that make me happy.
Big daddy of course.
A nice meal in a good restaurant with friendly service and nice ambience.
sitting by a fire reading a good book.
long walks in the woods.
visiting with friends and family.
sipping coffee in a cafe while reading the paper.
getting a massage.
movies and live theatre.
shopping in food markets early Saturday mornings.
going to art galleries.
checking out antique shops.
riding my bike.
just sitting and doing nothing.
but the thing that makes me most happy is my daughter.
There really are no words to describe how happy and fulfilled she makes me feel.
So often I read or hear about how tiring or difficult being a mother can be.
or how challenging the "terrible two's" are.
I just don't get that.
never have I been so happy and content.
I'm just so grateful for the little things in my life,