Over the years, we’ve been very fortunate to have friends who have watched us grow and who have supported our journey. But one friend has actually documented that process in a beautiful way that we’ll never forget. What makes me even happier is that no matter how old we get, the little ones will always be able to remember us from this time in our lives.
The song ‘Two Sleepy People’ by Silje Nergaard was also used for the video slideshow at our wedding and I believe is a special ‘beginning’ song for Kelvin too. Oh, how far we’ve all come!
Naomi is telling us about a fantasy that her friend Genevieve has.
Me: Do you know what Mummy’s fantasy is, Nae?
Nae: (curiously) What, Mummy?
Me: (totally embellishing) My fantasy is that Daddy takes me on an amazing date with lots of flowers and presents and that he tells me I am the most amazing woman in the world!
Andrew gives me a knowing look and laughs.
Nae: Why are you laughing at Mummy’s fantasy, Daddy?
A: Because Mummy is telling me exactly what she wants me to do.
Charly: Daddy, there’s bird poo poo on my window.
Me: Oh. That’s the end of that then.
A: Yes, thank you Charly.
The day we started our journey sometimes feels like it was just yesterday, even though we’ve done quite a bit of time together. I chanced across this collage Kelvin put together when he gave us our coffee table book and well, memories of the happy day came flooding back. I guess I really ought to get my act together with the wedding video… which is still all living on HD casette! Chetz, make sure you get a proper videographer!
It seems like a lifetime ago that Hubba and I were in Vancouver on our first adventure together in 4 years.
In reality, we’ve only been back for about 2 weeks and I suppose this blog post is long overdue.
A month ago, we took the brave step of going on a two week holiday sans kids. The kids were with their beloved Grandparents and having a holiday of their own and almost every few days we’d get on FaceTime wherever we could to catch up. Prior to our departure, my head was in a complete mess. It had probably been a long time since I took a mental break and checked out of everything – and even right up till us getting on the flight, I was worrying about absolutely everything there was to worry about – Was everything at work sorted? Had I forgotten to pack anything for the kids? Was everyone in school informed that the grandparents were in charge? Had I assigned all home help chores clearly and fairly? Had I prepped both kids well enough so they’d mentally understand why we were not going to be around? Needless to say, I had a lot on my mind. So much so that I dare say I completely neglected Andrew – and of course, myself – over the two months prior to leaving.
And whilst Andrew was really looking forward to the trip – We were going to Whistler, after all. Mountain Biking bucket list and all that! And we were about to go see two really great friends too! – Until we landed in Tokyo for transit, I just wasn’t in the right head space and I just wasn’t that excited.
Look, I’m not going to complain and say I have a bad life and that it made me so stressed I couldn’t think straight.
The reality is I’ve got a good enough gig – The support we have from grandparents is just phenomenal and when we announced we wanted to take a couple’s holiday away, everyone was more than supportive. I wanted to cry when my Dad messaged me the day I left saying he felt I really deserved my holiday and to have a great time. In fact, I think I did cry. Sheez, I was probably crying at almost everything. What can I say… I think I just felt I needed to check out.
And check out, I did. I became a complete numbskull the moment the plane left Singapore. Hubba actually laughed at how dimwitted I was being about everything. It was almost like my mind decided I didn’t want to make a single decision, or think of anything at all.
Anyway, once we got to Canada we hopped right onto bicycles. The first morning of our trip we rode a few bits of trail, attended a bike festival, took a couple of bike clinics together and then attended the world premier of a biking movie. There was no such thing as ‘getting over jetlag’ – we just maxed ourselves out right away. And the next day, we were off to Whistler for a week’s worth of downhilling.
I rode 8 out of 14 days of the trip. And you know what?
It was fantastic.
I loved every minute of it. After the kids came, I spent all this time being afraid of the trail but I fell in love with mountain biking all over again. And most importantly, I fell in love with Andrew all over again. Everyone’s told me about how important it is to take the time to be the best you can before you can be the best mum that you can be. This trip really taught me what that meant – And I’m feeling really alive and in love with life again.
This couldn’t be just the one post as I learnt so much from this trip…. More posts to come. Watch this space :)
It isn’t easy being away from my family these days, especially when I’m leaving four significant beings in my life (don’t forget the longbottoms).
This particular trip to the UAE was longer than the others have been this year. And whilst I was glad to have the opportunity for the work experience, I couldn’t help but once again wish I could split myself into two so I could be in two places at once.
And who knew FaceTime was restricted in the UAE? Thank God for Skype, I managed to see my lovelies a couple of times amidst the craziness that was this trip.
My little one is old enough to know where Mummy’s gone too. She knew Mummy had taken a “plane” at the “airport” to “Doo Bye”! Clever girl!