The everyday things.
Early morning risers, kisses and cuddles in bed as the sun breaks over the mountains.
That’s what I’m grateful for.
Debriefing and discussions about dreams during the night, good or bad.
Shiny, clean faces, at the breakfast table. Easy conversation.
Laughing at jokes that aren’t quite funny. Great big smiles that show teeth.
That’s what I’m grateful for.
Standing on the verandah, with little bodies close to my side, waving good bye to school children as they walk up the street calling ‘I love you’s’ until they disappear over the hill.
Morning stories, dancing to The Wiggles, new words, new milestones met. Bright blue eyes and faces turned to the sun as they venture outside. Wonderment as the fluff from a dandelion blower flies into the sky, caught by the morning breeze.
Free spirited, loving life play.
That’s what I’m grateful for.
Morning naps, angelic, peaceful faces. (Is any mother not grateful for this?).
Bleary eyed babies stumbling out of bed to climb up onto laps. Nuzzles and snuggles and drifting off again with the warmth of their special person. Deep, sleep filled breathing that relaxes the soul.
Emerging sentences, new understanding, watching them grow and learn through play.
New foods, new experiences, evolving personalities.
That’s what I’m grateful for.
Excited faces at the gate, in anticipation of the big kids’ return from school.
Excited faces at the gate, happy to be home with the little ones again.
Stories of their day, their worries and their hopes, what made them laugh and why they felt sad.
The house feeling full, the chaotic noise of seven, the push and pull of siblings.
That’s what I’m grateful for.
Squeals of happiness, backyard games of cricket, swimming, playing - togetherness.
Hugs for no reason, an arm around my shoulder, playful banter, exclaimations of ‘you’re the best, Mummy!’
Sharing bath time with the little ones, even though their bodies are changing. Willingly helping when they see I am flagging.
Excited cries of ‘Daddy’s home!’ Little ones standing at the door waiting.
That’s what I’m grateful for.
Dinner compliments, voices too loud, spaghetti sauce chins.
TV wind down time, everyone squeezed onto one lounge, when there are two, dogs between legs with furry heads resting on pyjama clad laps.
Talking while the show is on, asking questions about when we were children, interested wonders of ‘the olden days’. (I am constantly telling them I’m not that old).
Bedtime kisses and last minute, trying to stall, anecdotes, needs for a glass of water and one last call to the toilet before bed.
That’s what I’m grateful for.
Slipping quietly into each bedroom, looking upon them, hoping they have a good life.
Pulling their blankets up under chins, tucking soft toys back into the arms of their owners, turning out lights.
Standing in hallways, listening to the house sigh with peace.
That’s what I’m grateful for.
My children.
They lift me up, fill my day, make everything worthwhile. It’s the everyday things.
I’m grateful for them.
This was written for Mamablogga’s November Group Writing Project. Why don’t you give it a try?
there’s no finer blessing
Comment by Dallas Meow — November 6, 2007 @ 9:36 pm
that was just brilliantly beautiful. I loved it.
Comment by Trish — November 6, 2007 @ 10:01 pm
Simple pleasures make life worth living. Thank you for sharing the sweetness of your life.
Comment by Joh — November 7, 2007 @ 6:23 am
How beautiful–and how wonderful to be able to find so many wonderful things to be grateful for throughout the day!
Comment by Jordan (MamaBlogga) — November 7, 2007 @ 7:50 am
What on earth would we be without our children? They are the precious gift that gives us the very reason for being!
Comment by Mum — November 7, 2007 @ 12:16 pm
Exqiuisite. Thank you.
Comment by amanda — November 7, 2007 @ 12:17 pm
I remember thinking similar thoughts when my four were little and all asleep for the night.
Comment by river — November 7, 2007 @ 4:25 pm
Your children are beautiful and this was a beautiful post. Thankyou for sharing it with me.
Comment by Veronica — November 7, 2007 @ 9:05 pm
This is absolutely lovely!
Comment by Mama Zen — November 8, 2007 @ 2:12 am
Beautiful entry and beautiful family.
Congratulations on both.
Comment by Xbox4NappyRash — November 8, 2007 @ 8:15 am
what a beautiful post, as well as the photo. it truly is the simple things that can bring us sheer pleasure and joy. i believe that our children force us to look at the simple things of life. thanks for sharing.
Comment by diana/sunshine — November 8, 2007 @ 8:57 am
Beautiful. It has the cadence of a poem.
Comment by Madame M — November 10, 2007 @ 4:15 am
The bustle of the average day is what we take for granted and what we should be grateful for!
Comment by Neena (NeenMachine) — November 15, 2007 @ 2:56 am