1 year, 7 months, 3 weeks & 6 days into Daddyhood

“A few rare pieces of art turn the bleakest negatives into radiant positives, telling you life is not worth living in terms which reassure you that it is.”
– p488 of Philip Norman’s John Lennon: the Life

Although I am assuredly convinced of the truth of this quote (from a truly fine biography of a very interesting man), it is not entirely relevant to the sentiment which inspired this blog entry. I concur with Mr Norman, and consequently also Mr Lennon, that one can hear a piece of music, watch a film or bear witness to some other creative piece, which, although it may be essentially “negative” in tone, can inspire in a decidedly “positive” way. I find, for example, listening to the almost apocalyptic tunes of Nine Inch Nails does this for me. And other things. It is something else entirely, however, which caused this quote to resurface (admittedly on the same day that it was first read) in my consciousness. That being…

Today (Monday the 15th of March 2010) has been A Bit of a Difficult Day. The sort of day that occurs with some regularity in Early Parenthood (and probably in Later Parenthood also, although I can’t speak from experience on that yet). Talise had a bit of a disturbed night, with a cough, last night, and we were woken this morning at 5 a.m. We then had a busy morning, getting ready for our carboot stall this coming weekend amongst other things, then Mummy took her to Bounce & Rhyme at the library while I posted some parcels at the Post Office, after which Talise only got 20 minutes of a lunchtime nap (as opposed to her usual hour or so), again because of the cough. After I gave her a bit of lunch and we shared a yoghurt, I took her out in the pushchair for over an hour to see if she would go back to sleep, which she didn’t. She then had a cuddle and a play with Mummy and Daddy in Mummy and Daddy’s room, after which I took her downstairs to watch telly and stuff, to try and give Mummy a bit of an afternoon nap. Then the above quote came to mind and I sat down to write this.

Sometimes – in fact quite often – as a parent, all one’s plans go to pot, due to lack of sleep, your child needing lots of attention due to one reason or another, etc. This can get one down. It can make one feel out of control and unable to Get On With Things – and when one has quite a lot of things, including pretty important things, to Get On With, this can be somewhat depressing. Or…

One can Give In To Fate and Go With The Flow (and such things)…

…and one can find oneself infused with an Odd Sense Of Calm.

When one finds oneself in a situation where it has become literally impossible to Follow One Plans…

…it can be immensely freeing!

One can even find oneself feeling…

…Radiantly Positive!! ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚

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