This week was odd. You remember I spoke about this virus I had last week. Now on Sunday lunch time I got a major headache. We were in Brighton doing some shopping and bang, it hit me. Monday I worked from home anyway, yet didn’t feel right. Almost flu-ish without a temperature. Just a virus. Not better on Tuesday, so I called in sick (whilst working the urgent stuff from home).
I slowly went back to normal by Wednesday, 10 days into the virus infection. I had arguments about whether I should exercise or not when ill, and how much I should push my body. A virus takes as long as it takes, there are no short cuts. Temperature came back too and even today, I still feel not 100%, but no temperature, a bit of a headache, and the oncoming of a cold. I guess once you are run down, the body can’t fight back.
Moving on: The highlight of the week was Colin turning 6. Wow. 6 years since I was holding my first child in my arms, and I had no clue what to do with it at the time. I was just made redundant, 2009 recession. We pulled through. We always pull through and make it work. And this week I was able to give him a superb birthday party as a present, some toys and a voucher (not sure he understands that concept yet) for a fish tank. A small one I got off the local swap and sell page on Facebook, yet he doesn’t know we already got it 😉
The kids are growing up. I more and more realise how tall they get. What happens when they get in trouble in school, how they deal with situations in life and what they really enjoy. It is great to have kids, and 6 years ago I was just “having them”, little did I know about the joys they bring. I learned a lot. It almost brings tears to my eyes thinking of how boring life would be without children. Without the challenges to put two little people through life. Teach them that it isn’t always sunshine….
And great respect to my wife. Not only for organising this fantastic party, working relentless and non stop to finish the sandwiches, cake, organising and still being there for the kids. Wow, you are awesome! I love you!
In a few weeks time my wife is away (well deserved break!) on a Friday, the day my youngest goes to “sing and stomp”. I have never been but know he loves it. So I asked him if he wanted daddy to go with him. He hesitated a bit, looked and me, and said ‘he would love me to go’. So do I. It is nice to be able to be part of their life that I normally don’t see. Being able to see the world from their point of view is amazing. And, to be honest, I cannot wait for that weekend. Because that weekend me and the boys can just be friends, have fun, and enjoy a great weekend together. I see us being up to a lot of mischief 🙂 Being a dad is great.
My dream is, when they finish university, that they will say to me, when we go for a graduation dinner: “Dad/Mum, I love you guys. You have taught us so much about life without being a teacher. You balanced the telling off well with the support, and we never ever had the feeling to hold back, to not being able to call you in the middle of the night or approach you for any topic.” – that’s my dream. But that is every parent’s dream I suppose?!
Enough nostalgia. Time to ramp up the fitness level again, put the virus behind me and get cracking.
Life is to short to rest.
Have a good one,