The little things are the big things

The little things are the big things.

I now have two mouth ulcers, too late with the vitamin B and the merc vic, they are only little things but are bringing me down in a big way. I am fed up with them.

There are lots of others little things we do that make a big impact. Co-sleeping has to be one, it is a little difference but makes a big impact on our family life. 21st century humans living in a western society seem to under estimate the importance of physical closeness, unless they are paying for it of course. I have just had a lovely snuggle with Middle Small, he is a fabulous hugger! Breastfeeding too, a little difference to the majority of other families that has a major impact on our health and well being.

In The Smalls circle of BFFs I am fast becoming the only Mum who has full time access to her own car and undertakes no paid worked what so ever. S has about 12 BFFS (Best Friends Forever in Barbie speak) Several of which are pairs of sisters, one pair of sisters mother doesn't drive, another The Daddy One has just suffered a major dent in his income, another the family are down to one car and in two cases the parents work, from home, all of these are little things on there own but to S they add up to a big thing and that is that at the spontaneous whim we can not always rendezvous with her friends exactly when she would like to. She has grown more understanding of this of late which is a big help to me.

The position is similar with Middle Small's friends, some of whom are the siblings of Big Small's friends. Several of their families are without independent transport altogether or constrained by having a working parent in the family. This is something we struggled with for a while but seem to have reconciled for now at least. The unkind little things I said to Middle Small last week have turned into big things in his mind and wiped out the far greater number of kind things I do for him. I guess the thing I find ironic, from a big picture perspective, is that it is life learning, and a strategically well timed return to college and formal education at the age of 29, on the part of The Daddy One that has allowed us to be outside the box gallivanters. That is my thought on learn nothing day. The Little things are the big things.