Life of the everyday ordinary kind has a funny way of getting in the road of those little dreams and goals we set for ourselves. begin to realise and then selflessly put on the shelf to deal with other things. My writing was no exception to this little reality check. I knew it had been way too long since my last post. I was conscious of the time because I followed the days by reading my prem’s hospital journal that I kept so diligently. But reading was easier than writing, so the time slipped by. Well by slipped by I mean that it wasn’t all sweetness and light and playdoh. My little family had some major changes and decisions to make and execute. The biggest of which was a shift in locations and a role reversal. In the space of a few weeks we moved cities, I returned to work full time and Captain Happy (hubby) became a stay at home daddy!

From a mummy point of view I had mixed feelings. Of which I will save and share another time.

From a wife point view, I need to share my respect (note I didn’t say insight). Plus I think I owe a few of you an explanation about the nickname “Captain Happy”. So here goes. Obviously being my husband I could write for pages but I will try not to.

Captain Happy, my perpetually smiling, upbeat, happy go lucky, personal ray of sunshine. I’ve known him for about 16 years and nothing has changed he is just a happy person. Annoyingly so at times. He just wants to make everyone smile, at the very least. This can make discussions of the serious kind very difficult at times but then it can also provide much needed comic relief at others. There is always, always a bright side that he finds and points out. How can she possibly find this annoying I hear you ask? Well simply put, sometimes a girl just wants to have a good sulk or indulge in a mood or precious moment. Nope not in this little fish bowl. Suck it up and keep going until you find something to smile about.

I’m not usually someone that wants to mope about. I love finding joy in simple things. The way the sun hits frost on a cob web, the smell of summer’s nights the purity of children playing. But he lives by finding a reason to smile or not having a reason at all just smiling because the day ends in a “y”

It’s this happiness that gets us through our allotted challenges. We have our share like anyone else. We are not special, or immune. We are incredibly lucky with many things we have had to face but that is all. There is never a dull moment, life can resemble a circus most of the time and sometimes I could just superglue his lips together when he cracks a joke in the middle of a discussion. However at the end of each day or the haze of an impending crisis I can count on the sunshine that I married.

So that in a nut shell is Captain Happy. I was concise as possible. Plus we must keep check of egos and all. But then I guess that’s what our children can do for us. Or so the captain has discovered in his recent role as a stay at home dad. Stay tuned for that shock to our systems.