A trip to the BabySpa and a very happy baby after the swim inspired this post. I'm overwhelmed (in a good way) with emotions and so please pardon me while verbal diarrhoea begins...
(Disclaimer: It's not the husband, okay? If it was him, I'd have said bye bye and we won't have a baby. Just sayin'.)
I tried searching for 'happiness' in the littlest of things.
I tried crafting.
I tried cleaning up the clutter.
I tried to organise.
I tried to enjoy the date nights the husband planned.
I like these things and I really do enjoy them. But these 'happiness' were all short-lived, it seemed. It was just a vicious cycle because Person X or Situation X would just come by and ruin everything, and I fall into this black hole of negativity.
Until I became a momma.
All of a sudden, happiness became really simple.
A smile from Lil' J.
A coo.
A chuckle.
A squeal.
A babble.
A developmental milestone achieved.
A poopy diaper after three days of no-poop.
And like today, a happy baby.
A baby whom I knew, enjoyed her swim because she smiled so much to the staff. (That's a record since she's usually quite cool - no smiles!)
These little things just make my heart burst with joy and I know, I am truly happy. Deep-down-from-the-bottom-of-my-heart kind of happy.
So, happiness can really be this simple.
**Situation X still comes around and ruin my day at times. That I can't change.
A friend advised that the only thing I can change would be my response and attitude towards it. That I can't promise, because it still drives me crazy.
What I do know is that as long as I keep baby happy, I would be too.
Thank you for listening! :)
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