I was in a disgusted mood. Although, looking at myself these days, I'm always like this ... hmmm ..
Okay. Let's say today it is special. Another moment and the family members will leave the suitcases out the door for me. Relax, Magdalenka! Inhale, exhale, inhale… Under the new rules, what are we doing ??? We play (NOT) complaining and practice gratitude !!!! Way to go!!!
It's not funny ... You don't know me. You don't know what I can be in the standard version. And I would like to remind you that for the time being, I am operating in emergency mode ... In order to preserve my place of residence and my relatives, I have come up with a countermeasure for such moments. Kind of like medicine. Instead of complaining and stuck in a demanding position, I do the opposite - I list and appreciate all the positive events in my life.
Did you know that practicing gratitude reduces blood pressure, improves immunity, and reduces addiction? Seriously! According to some studies, showing appreciation reduces the risk of depression, loneliness and jealousy. It convinces me, so ...
I am grateful to:
- that I have a lot of bills, because it means I have a job and an income
- for my legs that hurt every night, because it means that I worked hard
- a grumpy husband, because it turns out that I am not alone
- an alarm clock that announces that I have survived and that there is another day
- sense of smell, thanks to him, after returning from work, I know that the apartment needs airing
- a car to keep my ass from freezing
- clean water, because there is too much sugar in Coca Cola
- yellow cheese, which contributed to the catch of the third mouse this month
- for my son ...
... I stopped because every time a biting remark came to my mouth, I scolded myself in my mind ... like a lioness defending her little ones ...
Oh my!!! God knows there are times when I feel like… Wrrrrrrrr !!!! But how? How?
I remember today. Us. Me and my husband. Beginnings in Norway. This uncertainty and fear of the unknown. Hard work, long days and short nights. And loving each other… There were so many feelings and emotions. We were crazy about each other, so much ... With time (it happens), you love someone so much that this love ceases to fit inside you and ... from this love another person arises ...
Yes, that's what happened. My son was one of the most anticipated and prayed for children in the world. And he changed everything… he gave me EVERYTHING!
How wonderful it is to come home exhausted after 12 hours of work and suddenly find you have something to do for the next 12 hours. No boredom. Totally.
What could be better than watching the same fairy tale again and again instead of the movie you've been waiting for all week?
You learn about, for example, electricity, observe different phases and charging speeds.
And this artistic disorder, you won't find a better architect everywhere.
Everyone envies you to use the washing machine, dryer, vacuum cleaner, dishwasher and stove at the same time.
Apparently, the child cleans the house of bad vibrations, because after his appearance, the devil loses his power.
And how your social life gets sorted in time. You don't have to dream about being at home anymore - 9 months and hop! You already have.
You become so independent: you dress, iron, change, cook, read.
You have discounts everywhere, they treat you as a priority, you go ahead, you sit first, even the chances of a vacation are greater.
And the problem with insomnia disappears.
Not to mention the disappearance of other things ... by the way you become truthful to your husband when you have a headache
All splendors, submission and compromises.
Miracle, honey, raspberry …….
I am so grateful for my Son !!! So terribly thankful 🙂
And when I start counting, how many times his presence gave me a good sign in my life ... How many right choices he made me decide, what will he give to life, how many moments of smile and happiness. And only He, the only one, will always notice my tears, hug me for no reason and repeat "I love you" a million times.
He taught me the courage to fight for both of us. He showed that I don't have to be perfect and it's not wrong to make mistakes. He gave me the strength to get up when I happened to stumble. Persistence never to give up and make sense .... It made sense ... everything.
– Thank you, Son!
I don't know what kind of mother I was, am and will be for you, but you must knowthat everything I do…I do thanks to You. For you. Me, I'm already proud of you.
Will you ever be proud of me? I don't know, but to me it sounds like one of the most important goals I need to achieve in my life and to which I will strive at all costs.
