Instead of resolutions this year, I’m choosing to have hopes and dreams. Somehow they feel so much more positive. So much less punitive. While I reserve the right to add to this list at any time, here’s what I have so far:
– Holding Bec Sparrow’s baby (due in a month) in my arms and inhaling his intoxicating baby smell and telling him how much he is loved and cherished.
– Cuddling the babies of other friends who have travelled rocky roads to become mothers and looking at the joy in their faces.
– Having one ‘proper’ at-home day a week to spend with my littlest man.
– Writing more…
– Watching, supporting and nurturing the talents of those around me.
– Some compassionate resolution to the awfulness of the asylum seeker debate…to have politicians be leaders on this issue rather than cynical oppportunists.
– For Mamamia to start making a difference when it comes to creating a positive alternative to the way most of the media portray women.
– Establishing a new ebook publishing arm of Mamamia…plans are already underway, more details soon.
– Laughing with my kids.
– Continuing to work harmoniously with my husband.
– Avoiding having to share an office with my husband as Mamamia grows (see point above).
What are your hopes and dreams for this year?