Wow! I've done it, I started a blog. I've been wanting to since the girls arrived, just over three years ago. But with them also came the end of time, the end of my time to be precise. Everything was so intense from the start... I wanted to record the feelings while they were still fresh because I knew one day I will want to look back. Time flies, I thought, all changes quickly, they'll change so quickly, I have to grab some of all this madness and put it somewhere so I can savourit at some point. Is there anything to savour?
I will try to go back and record what I still remember of the last three years, but I want to start talking about today. First though, I will intrduce myself. I am a mum of twins, recently (and sadly by the way) separated. The girls and I moved to Barcelona just under a year ago. I'll refer to them as Suzy Sheep (SS) and Clementine (C). The names of two of their favorite characters which they constantly pretend to be.
The reason why I started the blog today is that I want to record all things that make me smile, make me feel good about life or simply that I find worthy of remembering. I've been going through a very long bad patch, all related to the intensity I mentioned earlier on, and as I look back, it is almost like trying to remember an endless hurried run to the airport. The kind where you leave plenty of time but somehow you would have needed twice as much. There is rain and no taxis, your suitcase pops open as you cross the road and everything spills out, as you get to the station the train takes off (without you) and so on.
So, I want to change that. I want to have good happy memories of the only life I'll have. I've been tinkering with this in my head for weeks. Where to start? So here I go. These are the things I wanted to remember about today:
It's been the first sunny and warm day in over a week. It's rained for days, so the nice weather was a real plus, specially considering it's a bank holiday. It's the first of May, Labour Day in many EU countries. Ironically enough is 'celebrated' by not working, many also participate in demonstrations. I never understood either.
It's also the anniversary of when I started dating the gir's dad, 10 years ago. Things progressed quickly and soon we were talking of having kids (2), buying a nice house, moving somewhere sunny
(we were in London at the time). Ironic that we achieved our dreams but destroyed our relationship in the process and split just as we hit the move to the sunny place.
As a treat, we went to the Ciutadella today. It's just such a lively park. Today was specially so. I loved
- seeing the girls hold hands while they tried to chase giant bubbles,
- seeing their exciment at the chance of sitting on the Mamut's trunk, sadly I couldn't take a picture because my ipad was out of memory (must sort this out soon)
- being responsible for opening what to them was a magic world of lakes, ducks, boats, bubbles, playgrounds, etc etc
- watching them eat their own ice creams (as opposed to munching from mine) without spilling a single drop on their clothes
- SS had a massive meltdown on the way back. She had refused to nap, her little head spinning with so much exciment. So in the end it all caught up with her and she started screaming as I was trying to get money from the ATM on the way home. I hate the meltdowns, specially when I too was feeling pretty pooped. But as she gave me a big cuddle at the end of it, I thought, probably not long now before I can't fix everything with a cuddle?
- I didnt think of or did anything from my list. It was a nice break.
- it was the first sunny and warm day after a dreadful week of rain
- it was the first day of my new life as a happy mum
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