Here comes the sun

Here comes the sun

I was hanging out the washing on the line today and I looked over at my family sitting at my outdoor table. My parents, my sister and brother-in-law and my children were laughing and chatting without any cares or worries. Hubby was at the barbie cooking sausages and joining in on the conversation. I’d say they were poking fun at my sister or father – they’re usually the source of our entertainment with the sometimes slightly dopey things that come out of their mouths, like when dad thought bananas were a vegetable for a slightly dopey moment.

There was a gentle breeze blowing, giving us a break from the hot, stuffy, still air.


You know those moments in your life where everything seems to slow down, and you just stay, in that brief second of perfection, and think ‘everything is right, everything is good, life couldn’t possibly get any better than this’?

This was one of those moments for me. I have three gorgeous boys. I have an incredibly considerate and caring husband. I have parents who support and encourage me. I have a sister and brother-in-law who are also some of my best friends. I have in-laws who help me and give me guidance. I have friends who would drop everything for me.

I know I’ve had a few airy, reflective posts lately. And I know that the reason I can appreciate all the good in my life is because of those little white pills I take with my morning smoothie. But who cares about the reason, look at what they help me see.

I’ve spent the last 11 months feeling pretty dark and now I’m enjoying the sunshine again. The blistering, hot sunshine that my sticky, melting body hates, but my mind adores, because that sunshine means I’m free.

Today’s little wins:

Mumma: Spent some time reflecting on how incredibly lucky I am – Oh and hit the next ‘lot of ten’ in my weightloss journey! Winning!

Biggest-Little: Helped me with the washing and told me the colour of each peg he handed to me.

Middle-Little: Looked ridiculously cute when he passed out on the couch after a big day. This will of course, bite us in the butt at bedtime when he won’t go to sleep.

Smallest-Little: 9 weeks today and full of smiles and laughter. He really is an incredible little man.

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