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Sunday, 16 November 2008 |
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Live this life, make a move, stop running away
The words that I live my live by, I am an extremely busy lazy person, vegetating on the sofa is my idea of a good time, I love doing nothing.
THE RANT!!!
So why in the name of the sweet saints did I marry a beautiful woman with a child and then double compound my affliction by knocking her up two years later? Perhaps behind all of this lies my natural attraction to pain, heavens knows I enjoy spanking my Dearest Wife’s butt. But then again would I enjoy it if she smacked mine? Not to sure but as per normal I digress.
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Sunday, 16 November 2008 |
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So I juggle all the different roles of a mother, partner, friend and professional. Sometimes the different roles come together smoothly; sometimes bringing it all together coherently takes more of an effort. We can’t expect it to be smooth sailing all the time, I have a busy life by anyone’s standards and I am not the best juggler, I drop things all the time, don’t worry that doesn’t include the baby. Some things are just more important than others and it is ok to drop something once in a while to make time for the things that add real meaning to our lifes. Life’s to short to iron and the unfolded washing; it is ok if it sits there until the weekend.
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Sunday, 16 November 2008 |
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Being a mum has taught me many things, but among them, it has given me a new insight into someone I though I knew better than anyone else, my mum! That feeling you feel the first time you hold your child in your arms, that unconditional love and flow of warmth, the immense rush of emotions that create the most incredible natural high… I suddenly stop and realise, my mum felt that once, for me. When my little monster is climbing on the table and trying her hand at amateur bungee jumping without a rope, the feeling of panic and fear that she may be hurt, the pride I felt when she took her first steps, the dread I feel at having to one day let her go to her first movie with her friends, her first sleep over, the thought of her one day getting married and starting her own life… Suddenly I have a whole new understanding of the look I saw in my mother’s eyes at each of these junctures.
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