I like to think that I always enjoyed the simple things. I remember the sense of contentment I had when Isla was a baby and she was fed, changed and happy. The feeling was multiplied with Jude. My family was complete and I knew I was living in my halcyon years. I knew I’d look back and recognise those years as the best in my life, I could never have known how bittersweet those memories would be.
Today and every day I try to stop and appreciate the little things. They are the things you can count on and they far outweigh the stupid material distractions I can sometimes get caught up with. Today I loved listening to my chattering wee baby and being so happy in that moment.