The Art of Tidying by Marie Kondo. Apparently there are only two types of people in the world right now. Those who have seen it or are planning to do so in near future, Or those who are too busy decluttering their house after binge watching it already. Some blatant, some between the lines, here are 10 unconventional things that I learned from it.
The other day I picked up a book and my husband’s eyes widened in surprise. No more than 3 seconds later my baby raced over with the twinkliest eyes ever, throwing herself on the book in my lap. Tears blurring my vision, I put it back in the shelf.
Here’s a jump that I never ever thought I’d make. Some balm for my aching heart that crazily missed reading books around the clock pre-baby
and not turning to stone for once! A run down of what I changed this past year which is tough for most to digest. Here’s to more indigestion in 2019 (in a following post). 🤦🏽♀️
My baby’s first proper cold, flabbergasting at that. My Man Flu and the need for comfort. Takes me back years to a recipe of embodying a hug on a plate
One (possibly) mother, to another. A split second connection. A knowing nod, half a smile. If only we’d slow down to listen where no words can match up.