I went out last night to do a bit of shopping and I also made a long overdue visit to the hairdressers. I have to say that it was absolute heaven to have some ME time. I haven’t been alone in weeks and I really needed to just get away and be on my own for a few hours.
The Myer Christmas department is fully decked out and I spent more time than I realised wandering through the beautifully decorated trees, the sparkling trim and the Christmas homewares. As I looked at all the Christmas cheer before me, I got that nice warm feeling in my stomach: Christmas is coming.
I couldn’t resist and bought a few more (OK six) new decorations for our tree. 25% off if you bought 3 or more so I just had to…
The magic of Christmas is something I truly enjoy and this has increased 10-fold since I became a mum. Watching Emma’s eyes light up at the thought of Christmas and the fact that she truly BELIEVES.
This belief doesn’t just stop at Christmas. Emma lost her first tooth a couple of weeks ago. She was excited and proud that she is “a big girl now” and was even more thrilled that she would be receiving a visit from the Tooth Fairy. She was tucked up in bed early that night and the next morning, she shouted “Mum, Mum!! The Tooth Fairy came!” She was so incredibly happy with the shiny $2 coin that the Tooth Fairy left for her. She has put it in a special little box together with her tooth (which the Tooth Fairy left behind because it was her first tooth and she should be allowed to keep it!)
|Emma showing off her $2 coin from the Tooth Fairy to Dad|
When I was a child, I too believed. I believed in Christmas and the Tooth Fairy and Super Heroes. Super Friends was my favourite show and I would get up early every Saturday morning to watch it. I used to imagine that I was strong and amazing like Wonder Woman or Super Girl. That I was special and could do amazing things with my super powers. My imagination was the best company any child could ever have. I loved reading and day dreaming and I would often get so lost and consumed by the book I was reading or television program that I would be watching. It was as if I was really there.
As I got older, my imagination has been taken over by the reality of responsibility and everyday life. Even though I might not believe in all that stuff anymore, I have still held onto my love of magic.
It is so important to believe in magic. It gives us hope that something bigger and better and more amazing exists within our reality. I know that one day, my girls will grow out of Christmas, the Tooth Fairy and even the Easter Bunny but I want them to live their life believing that wonderful things are going to happen. I want their imagination to make them see that there is more to reality than meets the eye.
My girls were featured in the Sunday Times this weekend and I wanted to share this proud mum moment. Chloe’s recovery from heart surgery and my beautiful girls and their sisterly love are just some of the things in my life that are truly magical. You can view the article featured on the PerthNow website by clicking here.
Happy weekend! May it being you something magical!
|Photo sourced from PerthNow 06 October 2012|
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