Something Nice
Something nice will happen…
6.30am. The alarm clock. Already?! Snooze for 10mins. Slowly open my eyes. Even slower make my way to the kitchen. Kettle on. Bathroom.
I know, I simply feel it – something really nice and beautiful will happen. Something warming, gentle. Something to awake my spring feel, to put a smile on my face and make those little eye wrinkles tell the secret. That I am a mum, a working mum, a 24/7 busy mum.
Coffee, boiling water in the coffee pot. While waiting, I make breakfast for my 3-year old. It’s homemade porridge with banana and honey. Love it. Why can’t I find some time in the morning to have breakfast with my child? I love her! I’d love to spend more time with her. Plus, I love porridge. She – not so much, but it’s ok, it’s healthy and will give her the energy to face her day, her active play at the nursery. Nursery from 8am till 6pm. She is the first child to be dropped in and the last one to be picked up. What can I do, I am a busy working mum! The guilt of not spending enough time with my little girl has grabbed my heart already. You blame me, I know, but I’ve been blaming myself for longer. Much longer.
Still… something nice will happen. I can smell it. I can touch it. It’s bright and sunny, it’s like fresh morning feeling. I almost sense the warming cuddle of the morning sunshine, caramelised colour, the smell of vanilla pods…
Dress, make-up – ok, ready to go. I’m on the street now, walking… er… almost flying – I’m running late again and the nursery school seems to be si far away in the morning. I realise – it’s spring already. Passing by the neighbours’ houses on the street, I breathe the fresh feeling coming from their gardens, those lovely little daffodils perhaps. Just suddenly I see the whole pink-white rows of blossom trees on the street – isn’t it beautiful? I slow down a bit. I want to breathe this beauty and keep it in me. Keep it for longer. Much longer. Crossing the road, a warm wind brings some special fragrance – the smell of vanilla pods. I look around – is it just me? I get closer to the bushes and flowers, I get down my nose and smell each one of them, searching to the one bringing the special vanilla smell. Can’t find it. But the vanilla smell is still there – somewhere in the air, in the wind – warming, beautiful, nice. I feel nice. I am a happy mum now. I smile and my little girl smiles back at me. It’s going to be a beautiful day today! Nice and warm. Because… something nice has happened!
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