Friday, August 23, 2013

Happiness and Haribo

Sometimes I find myself strange when I take a step back and realize that I am happified by some pretty weird things. A few days ago I was having a typical pregnant girl breakdown (gulping sobs, wallowing, and not really knowing the reasons for the gulping and wallowing). My husband was trying (in vain) to comfort me, saying that I was lucky to be healthy, and that we have the things that we need, and that we had lots of reasons not be sad. As any girl might know, this logic has two effects: frustration (because we know deep down he is right, and that knowledge might foster slight resentment) and further despair (because we realize how selfish we are being in the wallowing).

What should bring me out of this mood? The arrival of the postman, bearing a package all the way from China. It was my cloth diapers from the Assunta store. I had been looking forward to them for weeks, and as I unpacked the box, I became happier and happier. I had no idea why they made me so happy, but they did. They were cheap, well-made, and soft. Most of them were made of minky fabric, which I LOVE. And, to make me even happier, they sent me a wet-dry bag for FREE with my order. I was smiling so wide. Over diapers. What is my world coming to?

I woke up this morning at three in the morning to hear my husband retching in the bathroom. He has caught a nasty stomach flu, and was up every hour after that. I felt so bad for him and I couldn't get back to sleep afterward, so I just kept busy making him toast and reading him Harry Potter (insert pat on the back for being the best wife ever here).

The doorbell rang around nine. I was pretty tired by this point, and so was he. I opened the door to another box. This on contained one small package of Haribo Pico Balla candies (they are from Germany). I couldn't find them anywhere here, and my sneaky husband has ordered them for me to make me feel better. How ironic they should arrive on a day where I am healthy and he is sick!

I guess happiness comes in the mail.

1 comment:

  1. I am always overjoyed when new cloth diapers come in the mail! :) I hope C feels better! Yuck for the stomach flu! BOO!

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