I’m sure all of us held our children a little closer and tighter, while praying for this family on Thursday. Losing a child is unnatural in the natural order of things and I hope the family is given the strength to get through this terrible time. We can never prepare ourselves for such an incident and most of us don’t even consider it a possibility. Unfortunately, many of us, including me, take our children for granted (this does not reflect on the fact that we love them to bits), which is normal given the numerous responsibilities we need to attend to on a daily basis. I for one am trying to appreciate my little one a bit more and it was while trawling my old blog entries on her, that I came across this one that made me feel a bit better. I first posted this in April 2010 (on my previous blog) and have just re-posted it here.
It was a usual weekday morning and I had just about managed to get everyone in the car (we drop our daughter off at school on the way to work). The little one kept saying “Mummy, wrong shoes, wrong shoes”. I shushed her with a “behave yourself” as I tried to feed her the cereal she had refused to eat at home. When we finally got to school she gave my husband a big hug and kiss before getting off. While I walked her to the gate, she had a last try “Mummy, your shoes are wrong” (she often gets mine and yours mixed-up). I ignored her comments and hugged her, she in turn gave me a kiss and a confused stare before heading indoors with her favorite teacher.
Half an hour later, I was holding my first discussion of the day in the corridor of our office, even before I reached my desk, when my accountant walked past and gave me a quizzical look. I smiled at her and continued the conversation. Throughout the day I kept getting these confused stares from people and couldn’t figure them out. I finally found out why when I bent down to retrieve a fallen bill. Horror of horrors, I had worn my water-proof house-slippers, the variety with a red and black floral design to work!
While I was busy shushing her, my poor little baby was trying to save me from embarrassing myself at work. Now, I pay a lot more attention to her morning comments and try and stop myself from shushing her in general. I’ve realized one thing, she is totally focused on the moment, unlike her preoccupied mom.
I have a lot to learn from you my sweetheart.