Overall, I have come to the conclusion that the comforts of my own home far outweigh all of my "control/ocd" issues ! There really is "no place like home". I've discovered that there was so much that I was missing at the hospital, but wasn't even aware of it. I guess "out of sight, out of mind" can be applied here.
Here are some of the pleasures that I have grown to appreciate and be more aware of:
my soft and cuddly body pillow
sleeping in the same bed as my husband
home cooked meals
the mailman that delivers mail on our front porch
holland playing outside in her playhouse
our neighborly chats in the driveway or sidewalk
(i've been watching them from the couch)
jonathan's stress load significantly decreasing
our big picture windows that fill our living room with the warmth of the sun
42" plasma TV and family movie night
jonathan picking up his guitar and strumming a song through out the day
holland's weekly play dates
the sound of the coffee grinder
jonathan's banana pancakes
soft toilet paper
DVR (digital video recorder)
my family photo collage hanging in the dining room
holland's early morning pitter-patter up the stairs as she comes to crawl in bed with us for morning cuddles
fresh ground pepper
the sound of the kids at recess at our neighborhood school
our lilac bushes that have fresh buds
sips of red wine
sitting in the nursery, anticipating bringing home our sweet baby girl
olive oil and balsamic vinegar
holland's bedtime routine back into place
etc.
etc.
etc.
So, what are you missing out on that is right in front of you?
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