Monday, 16 September 2013: Twenty Four Weeks Old.
One of my most precious times with Ayla is when she falls asleep in my arms.
As she lay with me this afternoon, naked with a full belly of milk, it was like time stood still.
I ran my fingers gently over her skin and through her hair, I brushed her cheek with the back of my hand and I drank in her delicious baby smell.
I realised that Ayla is so vulnerable and helpless, but to look at her sleeping you’d never know… She’s a picture of pure serenity with no fear or concept of her fragility.
In my arms, Ayla feels safe and protected and she can sleep soundly knowing that I would do anything for her.
Friday, 30 August 2013: One Hundred and Fifty One Days Old.
When I say Ayla helps me appreciates the good things in life, I really honestly mean it.
Not only does she open my eyes to the little things, but keeping this blog for her is a daily reminder to focus on what’s great in life.
I read a blog today called “Sometimes my blog is as superficial as Facebook” and for a moment it had me questioning my own integrity and the integrity of An Ayla A Day.
Sure, the journey into motherhood hasn’t all been smooth sailing; my hormones have given me some wicked mood swings, my brain sometimes feels like its a runaway train and there has been moments where I’ve felt like coping was a far and distant dream.
But when evening falls and it comes time to write this blog I choose not to dwell on the sad, the bad or the impossible.
When I look back on the day, every day, there are great, happy and beautiful things to focus on… These are the things I want to write about, the things I choose to remember.
Admittedly the bad days are few and far between, but I’d be lying if I said they didn’t exist. It’s just that Ayla has become my shining light and now every day I find something beautiful or positive to celebrate.
Friday, 26 July 2013: One Hundred and Fifteen Days Old.
It was a public holiday today and although it was rather uneventful it was fulfilling and wholesome and gave me the opportunity to appreciate the little things.
And there are LOTS of little things!
The three of us have our health, we have goals and dreams, we have wonderful friends and loving families, we share adventures, we learn, we love.
It always seems to be that epiphany’s like this hit at the strangest times…
We’d been at the Show (it was the local Show Holiday) and we were making our way to the car, Ayla in the pram with me pushing.
There was an acrobatic show on and a huge crowd had gathered, but we stopped a fair distance away and watched for a moment.
It was like the performance was only for us. There was no one around and we were alone as a family, happy and smiling as the acrobat cracked corny jokes from atop a 50 foot pole.
Then it struck; we are so lucky, to be who we are, where we are, what we are. In that moment, and the next.
Monday, 15 July 2013: Fifteen Weeks Old
It was back to reality for our little family today.
After three weeks of holidays Ayla and I went to the gym, did the grocery shopping, caught up on house work and made some business calls, while Hubby went back to work.
As boring as all that sounds it was really nice to have some quality one on one time with my Baby Ayla after so long.
Although I knew it already, Ayla really has grown so much!
I noticed that she’s nearly too big for the baby capsule on the shopping trolley, and her little feet poke out the bottom of her pink zip-up cocoon!
They say time flies when you’re having fun, and it definitely does.
But a friend of mine blogged about “being present” today, which was a resounding and timely reminder for me to enjoy the now and appreciate the little things.
Like grocery shopping with my daughter 🙂