From the Ordinary to the Extraordinary

As I get closer and closer to my due date - one more week exactly left, I am left thinking about how life will change soon. Someone wrote a few months ago on a blog (or was it a book? I forget) that I read about how ordinary, or common activities can be made extraordinary.

A number of activities that I can think of are:
-Laundry
-Making meals
-Cleaning the house
-Driving my car
-Having silly conversations with my 2 year old
-Growing a baby

All of these sound pretty tedious, if not boring. I beg to differ. In my opinion, doing laundry means that I have a reminder that I'm able to clothe my family. Making meals means there's enough food (and money) in the house to keep us healthy. Growing a baby is common, women have been doing this for thousands of years, but yet it's a very deep, profound experience.

Not found in our home: Do not ring the doorbell!

Looking back, as a new parent this sign just makes me laugh:

 

Photo from www.scarymommy.com

 

 

It's true. I use to cringe every time someone rang the doorbell or knocked at our door - ESPECIALLY if it took me 45 minutes just to get my girl down for a nap. Then something hit me:

I can't live like this! 

We decided not to put up a sign on our door that basically tells outsiders what they can or cannot do. It is life. If the mailman comes, so be it. If neighbours come over, so be it. Most people that come to our door know that they can text us in case of emergency and we know to expect them. In fact, my neighbour's grandchildren came by our place the other day asking (quite loudly) to play with our girl while she was still napping.