Baby boy is into everything.
Gets into everything.
Touches everything.
Eats everything. (Yes, really 😝)
With his fascination of taking things out of places that he's not meant to be taking, he's recently discovered my little stash of wooden coasters.
These got forgotten as soon as he was born, along with all my other nice things. I used to use them on weekends with baby girl, when we would both make toast and tea, and then sit on the couch leisurely watching Friends, or some Netflix game show, just like stretching into our weekend...
Ahh, those days. 🤣
He's been focusing in on one such coaster, my turquoise one, and I remember it was my favourite one but I kinda haven't thought about why or which quote it held, until today. He took it out, and when he wasn't looking I picked it up and put it back in it's spot.
But I paused to read it's message:
Yep. That was it. That quote, that held so much promise and hope for me, the coaster I bought while I was living in this house all those years ago, with all of those wishes and plans for the future not knowing how I would get there, and now one of those wishes has been majorly fulfilled, with my little dream holding it in his very small and curious hands. 🥰
And life is interesting, because I keep trying, I keep striving, and sometimes I make it, sometimes I don't. But like today, I looked at that coaster knowing that in many ways I have succeeded, and I felt a little more powerful and a little stronger than I did before.
...
I felt headachy before. I made a tea. And I deliberately took out an old and special coaster to set my tea on. 🍵💓
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