The thing about this motherhood/parenting caper
(or is it just life in general and I happen to be a Mum/parent??)
is that it is EVER changing.
One minute you can be walking along pushing your pram and grinning from ear to ear at your good fortune.
With the sun shining, your gorgeous boy riding his bike in front, your adorable baby in the pram
and that lovely dog at your side - could life be any better??
The next minute, the boy has taken a stack and is kindly alerting the entire neighbourhood,
the baby wakes and also feels the need to let everyone know,
whilst the dog uncharacteristically decides to leave a lovingly prepared gift on someone's front lawn - could life be any better??
One day, you're lamenting about the routine week stretching out before you.
I'm learning to adapt and evolve, adapt and evolve.
(That may just be my little mantra at the moment - adapt and evolve.)
I can be my own worst enemy - almost ruining those fantastic phases
|Ooooh. I love, love, love that she loves him. And that he loves her.|