remember on my wedding day, I wanted to savour every moment, every morsel. I wanted to remember every single moment. Capture it in my heart, and keep it there forever. The perfect colour of the sky, the way I felt, the way my new Husband smelt, the conversations I had, the flowers, the feelings, the love…
But over time the memories fade. What was once crystal clear, becomes a little blurred. What did we serve for canapes? What flower was in my bouquet? What did Dean say in his speech? What were in our vows?
I wish I’d written it all down. Those little things that meant so much. I guess that’s the beauty of having a blog now. It’s all here for me {and the world, I guess} to look back on, to re-live, to re-discover. It’s too late to recall my wedding day, but the little motherhood moments, life, love and everything in between are all here for me, forever.
Almost two weeks ago I said goodbye to my precious family that I nannied for, but also my nanny career, really. These are all the things that I never want to forget…
♥ the unconditional love
♥ the way we’d play Stevie Wonder’s happy birthday for every child’s birthday at full volume, in the car as we drove along
♥ the cuddles
♥ the way the kids would fight over who would have the pleasure of sitting next to me, walking next to me & sometimes even talking to me
♥ their love – little people love in such a special way – a way that sees no negatives – only the good stuff
♥ the way they’d always walk me to my car, no matter how cold the night or how cranky I’d been with them during the day
♥ the gooey little babies – oh how I love all the babies I’ve nannied
♥ being an integral part of each family’s life, being welcomed in with open arms
♥ how the kids would always tell me I’m a good singer, when I know quite well that I am not
♥ the handwritten notes, the handmade presents, the love
♥ the constant enthusiasm
♥ the constant chatter, the stories, the tales {even the tall ones}
♥ being able to play, all-day-long
♥ being able to be silly, to joke, to laugh, to be a kid, to be free
♥ to live with my head in the clouds, to imagine, to create, to live with joy in my heart
PS. If you’re near a newsagency today, I’m in the new HealthSmart magazine. It’s a little article about me and two other mummy bloggers. Have a little look-see. xx
God, you sound like such a fabulous nanny. I can relate to those feelings though. Will definitely check out HealthSmart sometime this week! Have a great day xxx
Yet another beautiful post from you Chantelle 🙂 You truly are someone who LIVES life and makes the most of everything! I love that!
Oooh and congrats on your appearance in HealthSmart…I will check it out later today 🙂
xo.
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i so often think the exact same thing… i wish i could remember all the little details from our wedding day, if only i had written it down! i think the same thing about when audrey was born… i have to start blogging more so i have it to look back on! phone me today so we can chat, rowe xxx
My wedding day passed in a blur, but it was wonderful. That's what I remember. That it was wonderful.
Love your memories of your 'nanny' kids. I'm sure they will too.
My wedding day wasn't an overly happy one so I'll be in the minority and will say that I'm glad I don't remember too much of it – by choice though, those memories are buried right at the back on my memory and I choose not to access them.
I remember the best part tho – Guvnor & I standing facing each other promising to love and cherish each other for life and that's the important part right.
Hope you're enjoying your new job.
x
I love this post…it is so beautiful and they way you compose your postings Chantelle are always fabulous. This post strikes a chord with me in more ways than one. You see that Banksy picture you have on here..I have that exact picture tattooed on my inner right forearm, you can see it here..http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TOPAa5V2pQ/Sy4Y23PTwbI/AAAAAAAAEy8/YMs05PkNpuc/s1600-h/PC200058.JPG
It is very dear to me as I got it in memory of my dad and my grandmother..to remember them, and to try and heal from letting them go.
thank you once again chantelle.x
I love this post…it is so beautiful and they way you compose your postings Chantelle are always fabulous. This post strikes a chord with me in more ways than one. You see that Banksy picture you have on here..I have that exact picture tattooed on my inner right forearm, you can see it here..http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TOPAa5V2pQ/Sy4Y23PTwbI/AAAAAAAAEy8/YMs05PkNpuc/s1600-h/PC200058.JPG
It is very dear to me as I got it in memory of my dad and my grandmother..to remember them, and to try and heal from letting them go.
thank you once again chantelle.x
Since you finished up in your nannying life I have started to appreciate my nanny job a lot more. I've started writing down funny things that Monty will say and trying to savour little gestures he does towards me. I know it will end all too soon when he goes off to school next year.
I [heart] Banksy!