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Miracle mood

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Tuesday, 27 May 2014: One Year and Fifty Seven Days Old.

Ayla was like my miracle mood ring today!

I’d woken up frustrated and angry, probably due to a few bad nights sleep in a row.

I could tell my foul mood was oozing out of my skin, so when the time came to take Ayla to day care I was conscious that the tension was trapped inside my car!

In an attempt to distract Ayla from my mood I turned the radio on, hoping she would turn her ears to the noise and forget the steam coming out of mine.

Then suddenly something click inside me and I decided the easiest way to stop Ayla picking up the bad vibes was to turn them into good ones, or at least neutralise the negativity.

So I picked up the tune from the song that had just finished playing and started making up my own lyrics about Baby Ayla.

The words were silly and repetitive, my tone was terrible and the melody was almost replaced with shouting but Ayla loved it.

From her car seat Ayla started bobbing away, dropping her left shoulder, clapping her hands and kicking her feat.

Ayla’s enthusiasm did nothing but spur me on and by the time we arrived at day care I was puffed, and happy.

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Moods

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Tuesday 28 August 2013: One Hundred and Forty Nine Days Old.

Ayla reminded me about moods today… About how we can choose the mood we want to be in.

Ayla is awesome at it; she can go from sad to happy in an instant, and stay that way.

I think it must be because babies are fundamentally happy.

Most (unfortunately not all) people know nothing but happiness in their early days as babies so to be sad or angry is against the norm.

Ayla never chooses to be sad – her chosen state of mind is happy – but if something does make her upset she goes straight back to smiling within moments of it being resolved.

It made me remember what a wise man said to me once; bad moods don’t exist, unless you let them.