I am sitting in my comfy chair.
And old lamp is lighted just next to me. Ivo is asleep. He takes a deep breath from time to time while asleep – I bet he is dreaming about those bees he saw today, mingling among clovers. I adore those moments. I save them in my mind for good. I know they’re worth it.
I am covering myself with a blanket from head to toes.
It has been mine since forever. I used to cover myself with it when I had lived in Wrocław. It travelled with me to England. And now I take it everywhere we go. If I had to buy a new one, I’d choose a different one – different texture and pattern. I think somehow I am emotionally attached to it and would stick to it forever, despite the fact it’s a bit oldfashioned.
Tonight I am in a thinking mood.
Usually I don’t get the chance to think in silence. Pretty much all the time my thoughts are running chaotically without stopping. I try to catch them between changing a nappy and mixing a formula. They seem to get lost very often. Sometimes I find them while running a search for my little one, who tries to get on the sofa, but his knee can’t reach it yet. Not yet.
I try to cover myself with my old-fashioned blanket so noone can see me.
I like those comfy moments . I love to sit and drink a hot tea with an elderflower syrup. If I could have a wish , I’d like my tea mug to be bottomless and my tea to be always hot. I am taking the last sip. I slurped. And I laughed. Oh well. I am such a lady… Everybody thinks I’m so eloquent meanwhile slurping isn’t the right thing for ladies, is it? Well, it happens.
I laughed out loud again.
My little man must have heard it. I straightened his pillow, patted his forehead and I smiled to myself. Today my lovely son put all the blocks to the box after playing with them. Good boy. I praised him for doing so and then he put his head on my knees and cudled up to me.
I’ll check when M. is right now – I said to myself. I found his flight on flightradar. Central Asia. I bet he’s got enough of this plane seat already. 5 hours left till landing. We’re counting down again to his arrival. We’ve already learned to be patient. It’s worth waiting, as always.
My eyes are closing.
It’s been a lovely day.
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