I was washing the dishes when I heard Georgie saying ‘ello’ back to the TV and then repeating the word ‘apple’. My little dude is growing. Fast. He mumbles all sorts and is building a vocabulary all his own. I really cannot wrap my head around the fact that soon we will be having conversations and he’ll be blowing my mind with the kind of childish fantasy I crave in life. He says the word ‘ne’ – Greek for yes- in a number of voices and tones depending on the question. He can name both grandmothers. He calls his auntie Soula ‘Sasa’ and screams ‘BAAAA’ every time a bus goes by.
motherhood
2013 has brought determination in me. Wishful thinking was convincing me that we would be all moved in our new home by Christmas. When I realised that wasn’t going to happen, putting up the tree and decorating the house had a sour taste to it this Christmas. I had given up making the apartment a home and sort of put everything on hold. Today, I felt so disappointed in myself for fishing out bags of food pass it’s expiration date and tossing it all out. I am disorganised at times and I procrastinate more than I like to admit. That stopped as of yesterday. And I am determined to keep it up. Cleaning through the kitchen cabinets was a major step for me and it made me feel good. Just like spending more time making this blog something I am proud of will make me feel good. I hope to achieve alot this year in all areas of my life. For my husband, my baby and for me. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Setting simple, small goals is the secret. For now…a smoked salmon and cream cheese baguette is the beginning of bringing a healthy appetite into this home…wherever that may be.
So the day has come and gone but those few hours spent just the three of us on Christmas morning were how I imagined them to be. Warm, funny and sweet. We met up with the entire family later on that day and got to try out Georgie’s new tractor! To be exact, I got to try it out! More funny to come tomorrow. Hope you’re feeling the love!
[vimeo clip_id= http://www.vimeo.com/55959810 w=500&h=281] So apparently the only time my son zones out is when he’s got a paintbrush -or two-in his hands. He actually spent a good few seconds staring at one! Unfortunately the magic ends when he decides to stand up, paintbrushes and colorful hands ready to explore white walls. This little project involves a Christmas present for a couple of Georgie’s favorite people. I am having so much fun putting together handmade gifts and in some cases investing in young people’s futures through music and books. I got the Rolling Stones’ Greatest Hits for one of my little brothers- //no, he doesn’t read my blog// I think he’ll be super-excited. I certainly would be. Hint!
Georgie, papa and I enjoyed some good times on Friday evening. With friends, we cooked burgers, listened to music and danced before stumbling home a couple of hours later and hearing the news.
20 children shot dead.
How can this happen? What could have been so wrong with this young man and taken him to an elementary school where he killed six and seven year old angels? How can the parents of these children even begin to process this horrible loss? It has sickened me and knocked me sideways. To think that none of us can protect our babies from dangers such as these is a terrifying thought. Realising that monsters do exist is a terrifying thought.