I have always been independent. I think my first full sentence was “I can do it myself”. I am stubborn when it comes to asking for help and accepting it, feel free to check with my husband if you don’t believe me.
I can do it all. I’m Super Ashley, as 4 years ago, I upgraded to SuperMum. If there is a list of 50 things, I’ve got it covered. I will stress out and be all crazy BUT I get the list done… Seems crazy right?
Cause it is.
The first time I heard about a grateful journal I was about 14 years old. My Mum was watching the almighty and wise Oprah! A couple days later my Mum handed me a notebook and told me that I should try writing 3 things a day that I’m grateful for.
Being 14 and listening to your Mum, that wasn’t too cool. I thought that writing what I was grateful down was ludicrous. How could writing down what I’m grateful for helping me? I know what I’m grateful for in my head. The thought didn’t leave me for a few days, I was thinking more and more about it. It intrigued me. I started writing in the notebook my Mum gave me.
Mother’s know best.
I recently took a trip to Las Vegas (if you follow me on Instagram, you would have seen snippets of my trip). Vegas has been on my bucket list for years. I have booked hotels a couple times and never gotten down there for various reasons. Work came up. Babies. Weddings. There was always something more important than a trip. But I finally got down there! FINALLY! It met every expectation and blew my mind on others.
I am 30 years old and I still blast Spice Girls in my car. I mean I can feel it, pretty sure the car behind me can too. When I’m cleaning, the girls are playing in my ear, hell they are with me when I’m running, kilometre after kilometre I have girl power messages echoing through my head. I grew up listening to them. I watched the movies, wore the t-shirts and I ate the candy!
I never travelled out of the country as a kid. We did lots of camping, boating and fishing trips. We had so many adventures. Saw amazing things, learnt a lot about the outdoors. I could chop wood at a young age, I saw phosphorescent (glowing water as I called it), learnt where fish came from, I could start a fire (it really is an art form) and I slept under the stars.
I was wrapping up a shirt that I had bought for my daughter for Christmas. This shirt is my daughter to a tee. Re-reading it to my husband I laughed and then started to cry.
This is my daughter in a nutshell. She can drive me up the wall crazy, and she will be the first to tell you she is doing so. I love her more and more each day. She is fearless, loud, funny, brave and the absolute best teacher I have ever had.