On the eve of my return to work after two blissful weeks off, I made a promise.
With the kids tucked into bed and Dave pottering around the garden, I ventured outside in my nightie to sit on the kids’ swing and steal some time to myself.
As I swung out to the stars, the warm night air caressing my skin, I reflected on the summer that was.
A summer full of sunshine, laughter, dancing, swimming and general good times. I didn’t straighten my hair or wear makeup or care what I wore. My hair became sun bleached, my freckles darker and my skin sun kissed. Summer loved me and I loved it.
Right in that moment I felt completely blissed out. My heart was full to the brim thanks to some divinely quality time with Dave and the girls. I was the most relaxed I’ve been in some time.
I made a promise to the stars that night. A promise to the stars and myself to hold onto that summer feeling for as long as I could.
With the heralding of a new year many of us commit ourselves to new year’s resolutions or choose a single word to guide us through the year.
I ditched the art of making resolutions years ago and can never seem to settle on a word that will see me through the entire year. Instead I decided that night that my focus, my intention, my promise to myself this year is simply to be happy, healthy and calm.
For happy, healthy and calm is something I was not prior to Christmas.
We had two weeks off over the holidays. Truth be told we could have done with another week to help us fully unwind and further establish a calmness that we could carry on into the year.
It took us about a week to relax. Really relax, you know, when the days mesh into one another. You don’t know what day or time it is and you don’t care either.
I was still feeling amped up from a busy year right until after Christmas Day. It wasn’t until Boxing Day that the relief came.
We didn’t go away anywhere special on our break. We simply kept things local making every day easy, fun and flexible.
The girls loved having the undivided attention of their parents and we enjoyed the quality time with them. With Dave home I felt as if I could take a breather from the kids. I know that sounds terrible, but Dave works very long hours and is often tied up on the weekends with other work. It was nice to have him around to share the load.
We often spent long mornings in the pool watching the girls’ confidence in the water grow. Our afternoons were usually spent in the garden letting the girls run wild with their imaginations as they played fairies, chased butterflies and dreamt about swinging up to the clouds.
We sprinkled these easy days with a few adventures, trips to the rainforest, a visit to the Gallery of Modern Art, The Wiggles, and a movie. Dave and I actually saw two movies these holidays which is unheard of.
I’ve been back to work for just over a week now. It was mid-morning of my first day back that I started to feel my summer lovin’ vibe begin to be crushed with a distressful daycare drop off and an intense workload hovering over my head.
I pushed away the thoughts that threatened to take me back to my pre-holiday state and managed to keep the calm. Over the next couple of days the kids had trouble readjusting to daycare and it took everything in me to not break.
We made it through that first week though. We’re keeping grounded. We’re holding onto that summer feeling for as long as we can.
Are you still holding onto your summer feeling (or winter for my UK/US readers)? Are you feeling refreshed for a new year? Are you a resolutions type of person or do you focus on intentions and feelings instead?
Linking up for the first time this year with the inspirational EssentiallyJess for I Blog on Tuesdays.