Probably because I'm a control freak.
I'm not great with change - but I'm learning.
We sometimes assume our children have similar issues or the same needs as us.
Well, I do anyway.
A couple of weeks ago, when I made the snap decision to drag Magoo across the world and through multiple time zones, I momentarily lost sight of the many 'beware of long haul trips' warning signs that I had erected over the last couple of years.
It didn't take long for them to coming rushing back into view though.
Once I had our passports and e-tickets in hand I recalled all those perfectly valid reasons to stay put.
Luckily, by then it was too late for second, third or fourth thoughts.
|Spot of plane watching|
|Making onself right at home|
Of course, the things we've left behind have been replaced so many times over. With different pleasures and comforts.
Magoo's observations of Ireland are gorgeous.
He comments on how green everything is, that there are lots of "naminals", that this is a "windy place", that people sleep even when the sun is up and that "Nanny/ aunty/ uncle loves me, Mum". He's revelling in the attention here and all the different ways of going about life.
|The boy loooves Grandad's greyhounds|
For me, it's great to push my cushy, cushy comfort zones.To remind me to go with the flow and relinquish control.
Co sleeping (previously my idea of insanity) has been adorable.
I have woken to a smiling little face in mine saying "good morning my best fwend".
Living from a single suitcase and being dropped in on continuously are welcome changes. Seeing where a day takes us instead of being Miss Planny Plan Plan has been refreshing.
Waiting for 'de immersion' has been annoying. Seems, I take hot water for granted at Australia home.
Whilst I am sitting here polishing Magoo's halo, I am not entirely out of touch. There have been a taste of tantrums, sulking, selfishness and resistance. (But I'm trying to behave. Hee hee.) Magoo is two and in Ireland - not sainted and on the throne.
I may have to eat my laptop here on in and on the return flight(s) for opening my big virtual mouth too soon.
For now though, hooray for our amazing kids and in particular my adaptable, resilient boy!
His inflexible, neurotic mother, Shar :-)