making me happy

There is so much rushing through my mind at the moment. So many possibilities :: thoughts :: ideas :: hopes :: wishes :: aspirations ::

Two of my bags have sold, and the shop has only been open for five days. When I first found out, I tingled all over. The first thing ever to have sold that I made - as an adult. We used to make things to sell at our school fairs when we were kids.

I want to use this very tiny beginning as a big push :: shove to start something real. The immeadiate thing of needing to work, so working from home is so much more appealing and tempting to me. It's easier, in a sense; I don't have to think about having my little ones in care for that fact. (I do want Ari to start kindy or something soon, but for his sake, not for mine). I also don't want to have to think about going to look for work, or go back to where I was before. While I did love the aspect of being out as myself and not a mother, I know that being a mother is the biggest part of who I am. And sometimes having to get out of the house and be ready and presentable on time for work :: well that can be a major stress. Basically my priorities have changed. That, and the fact that I don't want to be working for someone else for my life. I have always wanted my own business, of something. Well, now is a chance, an opportunity for me to start something.

And my whole family is supporting me, and excited with me. And that makes me happy.

Now :: just need to find the time. Last night was planned as a sewing night - I fell asleep while putting the kids to bed at 7.30pm. Hmmmmmm. Have to plan this a bit better, maybe?

Other happiness ::

Ari is more and more wanting to cuddle and kiss Mishi. He is being so much more loving to her, thinking and caring about her more. Slowly, slowly this has the possibility of making things a little bit easier.

Edited 7 Jan 2008. This is another of those half concocted pages of babble. I am trying to go through and put it all into my blog - it's all snippets of my mind at times during these fleeting moments of youth for my babies. I want to have whatever words I have managed to get out of my brain for my memories - maybe their memories.