This morning Presley was at pre-school and Cash was playing quietly with his brother's toys. I was trying to notify service providers of our impending house move. I found myself getting increasingly frustrated by automated telephone systems. I either didn't have the correct account number or I couldn't find the correct telephone number to call in the first place or after ten minutes on hold the line went dead. I had to hang up time after time, tears of frustration gathering in my eyes. How hard should it be to inform a business of your change of address? Oh and don't even get me started on the telephone provider! By pick-up time I had successfully ticked off just four from my list of twelve.
Moving house is a difficult and stressful time.
I'm upset for Presley having to leave his pre-school. It is so well run, the staff are mature and dedicated and clearly love the children. Today they made a variety of sweets and the baskets to put them in. Blabla (Presley's attempt at saying Barbara) asked him why he loved his mummy, to write on the gift tag. You can see from the photograph above what his response was. His proud, excited face when I walked in, the lovely gift and the beautiful words made me cry.
The sweets were edible too!
This afternoon I read a lovely post by Kelly, who had her last day at work today before going on her second maternity leave. Her last line stopped me in my tracks. I sat up in my seat and read it a few times. She asked
What do you do when your dreams actually come true?
My immediate response was to berate myself for having so little patience with the boys at the moment, for spending time away from them sorting out the house move (and checking my email, blogs, Facebook and Twitter, something I said I wouldn't do during the day *hangs head in shame*). I despaired at the fact that all I ever wanted was a family and I wasn't making the most of it. I never thought it would happen, especially as when I turned thirty six I was single. So to have a wonderful husband and two amazing children really is a dream come true for me.
Thank you Kelly for reminding me of what I have and thank you too Presley for telling me what is important in your life.
This afternoon I stepped away from the laptop, left my phone in my bag and read them stories and gave them cuddles. Bliss.
How sweet! I loved getting "presents" when mine was a toddler and little guy. I've saved them all. You have my sympathies because moving is hard and stressful!
ReplyDeleteAh, got so many child-made items around my house, I think they're an element of what makes a house a home. So wonderful to get something tangible back as they mature and are able to turn their hand to making things, makes up for the times as they get older that they're not so generous with the hugs and kisses.
ReplyDeleteOuch. You hit a nerve here. *puts computer away now*
ReplyDeletePS: I can't get over how young you look. You still look like 36, even younger. But you know that already...
Wow that is a lovely present and you really hit a nerve there! Hanging head in shame, although I have just been told by Baba to go away as he is making me something out of playdoh! But still hangs head in shame!
ReplyDeleteAww this made me well up. It's so easy to forget to count our blessings. I can just picture little Presley's face - and I haven't even met him!
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