Today I am sharing the last photos from my 365 days of happy project. The goal was not to be happy every day, rather just to see at least one happy moment daily. It started as a 100 happy days project and turned into an entire year of my life.
I hope you enjoy the photos as much as I enjoyed each moment.
Day 356 – June 27, 2015: I’m actually not a huge fan of watermelon, but the combination of 30 degree weather and a slice of fresh watermelon made me happy.
Day 357 – June 28, 2015: Tonight’s dinner included celery and rainbow carrots roasted on the barbeque. Both easy and yummy which always makes me happy.
Day 358 – June 29, 2015: On the weekend we bought a wooden block set for our child and today I built a few words on the bookshelf in the nursery that have meant a lot of me in the last few years – Hope and Happy.
Day 359 – June 30, 2015: Wild Sockeye Salmon in a mustard glaze for supper. One of our favourites and always a sure way to make me smile!
Day 360 – July 1, 2015: This Canadian girl was one happy girl celebrating Canada Day by skipping out of work for lunch with with Mr. MPB.
Day 361 – July 2, 2015: We spent the evening fly fishing for rainbow trout. An evening in nature was exactly what my soul needed!
Day 362 – July 3, 2015: We arrived at our campsite for the weekend late in the evening. But we quickly got down to relaxing and even enjoyed a couple smores in the dark.
Day 363 – July 4, 2015: Today we accidentally went for about a 16km hike in the mountains. We only planned to do the first part to Sherbrooke Lake, but it was one of the most beautiful and quiet hikes we’ve ever been on so we just kept going. The hike had more wild flowers, picturesque scenery and waterfalls then we could ever have imagined. It was a full day of happiness!
Day 364 – July 5, 2015: On our way back to home we stopped off to see the Takakkaw Falls. Watching nature’s awe inspiring beauty was definitely brought me a few moments of happiness.
Day 365 – July 6, 2015: Today is the last day of my 365 Days of Happy. We took the day off from work and spent the day doing things that always make me happy. Sushi for lunch and an trip to the Stampede. We spent the afternoon and evening playing at the midway. We ate all kinds of yummy and horribly unhealthy food (i.e. mini donuts, beer and corn dogs), we played games like little gleeful little kids and even won a few teddy bears.
Wishing everyone splendid happy moments!
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Please bear with me, I think I’m going to sound slightly crazy today.
There is a part of me that is dreading actually having a child.
There I said it. My secret is out.
I never thought, even for a second, I’d feel this way. Even if it’s just a tiny feeling inside.
Now, let me explain.
We’ve tried for years to have a child. We failed. We failed miserably. It wasn’t my fault per say, but it was a failure nonetheless.
So, we began learning to live without. We began focusing our efforts on embracing the life we had, not the life we wanted. Yes, we chose adoption, and yes, we keep pushing towards it and will continue to do so.
But, in the last while, we’ve begun just living again. We may not be going on any epic vacations, but we are doing what we want, when we want.
We go to dinner from time to time, without concern for time or responsibilities.
We sleep! We sleep through the night (mostly). We can sleep in on the weekends, if we want to. I can nap in the afternoon if I really want to. I can stay up until 2 am or 10pm. Really, whatever my heart desires.
I can have a glass of wine whenever I want, without any concern.
I can shower whenever I want and take as long as I want. I can do my hair. Heck, I could even put on make-up if I want to (I don’t want to, but I do have the choice). Virtually nothing on earth in my life right now is going to impact my ability clean and care for myself.
Being DINK (dual-income, no kids) we bought things for ourselves without much thought, almost whenever we wanted – like a bike or a new pair of shoes or the fancy cheese (this was easier to do
while we were trying, but money is tighter now with adoption costs).
Our house is an adult house – it is very evident that children do not live here. There are no plastic toys scattered about. In fact the only thing scattered about is dog hair, and that drives me crazy enough.
And you know what, I like my house this way!
This is how we lived before recurrent pregnancy loss, as two professionals without children, happily. And, we’ve fought hard to return to the happy part of that lifestyle.
We know the adoption will happen one day, but we are trying not to focus on it, because the wait is hard. We are doing some baby stuff as we are getting ourselves as prepared as we can, but I am trying desperately hard not to focus on it. This is mainly out of self-preservation, I know I will drive myself and Mr. MPB crazy if all I do is think about the unknown timeline. So instead, we try to live for today.
So, now that our adoption is more imminent, meaning that we could get a call tomorrow, I’ve realized that part of me (no matter how small) is dreading changing our lives again. It’s like I have baby jitters.
I’ve become comfortable.
And yet, as much as I am dreading having to give up my self-centered ways, there are so many things I am excited for, that do outweigh the jitters.
While I am not excited at all for plastic baby toys everywhere, I am excited to watch our child grow and develop. I am excited for first smiles, first laughs, and even baby cries in the middle of the night. I am excited for the scent of a baby in the house. I am so excited for baby to meet dog and to watch their friendship grow. And above all else, I am excited to watch Mr. MPB become a father (he will be an amazing dad) and me become a mother.
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