Sometimes in my struggles through infertility and childlessness I forget about the all little pleasures life offers. I’ll follow Little Wife‘s lead and give you my list of little pleasures.
- Dancing around in my knickers while getting ready for work in the morning. My song of the moment is:
- Calling my mum and dad on my way to work. I know most people think we’re nuts to call each other that often (I also call in the evenings…), but we live far and it makes them happy.
- A nice cuppa tea (although herbal and no milk). I must have been British in a previous life because I have an abnormal love for tea given my nationality.
- Little chat breaks with my friends – old and new ones – and with my sister. Sometimes I wonder what people think of me smiling like an idiot in the metro. I’ll give you a highlight chat with my sister in which she had decided to create her kingdom inhabited by cats only. I was allowed in as cat sitter. Don’t ask…
- Finding nature, even in a big city: little birds, flowers, trees. Anything that reminds me that there is life around me.
- A run in the park, especially in a sunny day. I used to hate running. Really hate it. And I was completely unable to run for more than 5 minutes. Now I really like the outdoors exercise and it is one of the few moments where I can be in the park during the week.
- Meeting up with friends, including the new ones I had the pleasure to transfer from virtual to real life. It’s nice to share experiences and views, and have a laugh.
- Watching a movie with hubby in the evenings. We snuggle up on the sofa under a blanket like an old couple. He normally wins on the movie choice, so I often catch up with blogs and twitter. But I still love being an old lady next to him.
- Sheldon Cooper. Never fails to make me laugh!
- I love when hubby gets back home: he always has a big smile and says to me “hello my sweetheart”. No matter what happened during the day, he always says the same since the first day we moved in together.
- Finally, the best moment of my day: falling asleep next to my husband at night. I spoon him and he takes my hand. He usually falls asleep before me and I fall asleep to his snoring.
That isn’t a bad list, especially considering I haven’t counted holidays and weekends! I hope I never go back to the state I was at the beginning of this infertility journey when I couldn’t see or do any of this.