100 Happy Moments - will you take up the challenge?

Recently, my friend Girija sent me a link to something called “100 Happy Days” – the challenge being to find just one happy moment every day and record it by describing the moment or placing a picture of the moment on Facebook or Twitter on Instagram or any of these fancy social media we’re all so addicted to.

She and I had a long conversation about this topic. While it principle, we "know" that we must be having at least one happy moment a day, the thought of capturing that moment for 100 consecutive days seemed like too much work, too much commitment. And the dreaded unspoken thought arose in my mind, what if I don’t have a happy moment every day?

So quite logically, after some debate on the topic of happiness versus the trouble of trying to capture happy moments, we agreed to shelve the idea. Well, Girija was wisely going to go for bite-sized chunks of maybe one week of happy moments to begin with. I declared out loud that the idea would be shelved. Or so I thought.

The concept kept buzzing in my mind like an insistent little bee, and given my recent diagnosis, well, the buzz was becoming louder and louder. I discussed the concept with Akash and being the great thinker that he is, he hummed and hawed finally declaring that having to capture this moment every day was too much commitment for him. I wondered if the same silent thought had arose in his mind too; was he afraid he too might not have a happy moment each day.

I discussed this unique and by now quite intriguing idea with a group of friends known simply as the “Lunch Mummies". Why not, one mum said, but what constitutes a ‘happy moment’? And maybe in that little question she had hit upon the thorn that was causing so much discomfort – what qualifies as a happy moment? Can something be too small, too insignificant to be declared a happy moment? Do happy moments have to be the big stuff, like a new car or getting married or having a baby?

The Lunch Mummies, a group constituting of largely very logical and practical mummies decided there and then to put forward some examples and some rules of engagement.

Some examples of what constitutes a happy moment:
• Enjoying being able to finish a cup of coffee while it’s still hot.
• Spending quiet time reading to your child.
• An unexpected hug.
• A beautiful butterfly early in the morning.
• A pedicure.

And the rules of engagement, simple:
• ONE happy moment every day to be captured by midnight that day.
• Commit to this for 100 days – no mummy left behind.
• Picture or short description of moment to be shared on private chat group.
• All for one and one for all, we were so doing this!

So there you go. Today is day six, it’s 04:00 am in the morning, and I already have my happy moment.

Due to my recent ops, the first to remove the cancerous lump under my right arm and the second to insert a portacath on the left side of my chest, it’s not been easy to sleep in the same bed as wriggly and cuddly Shabd. So my superhero husband decided to move Shabd into his own room and he’s been camping out there as well. All this to ensure that I get my rest and am able to recover unhindered by little feet that can kick quite fiercely in their sleep. I cannot explain how in awe I am of Akash at his consideration, kindness and fierce love for me.

Tonight, Shabd was having a particularly rough time falling asleep after his 1:00am feed. So at 3:00am when I heard him crying again, I went to relieve an exhausted but brave Papa. Shabd took my hand, and we walked around the house for a bit. Checking up to make sure Buzz and the puppy dogs were asleep, that all his balls were safely in their place.

He searched for his car blanket, Tigger and his favourite book so that they could accompany him to my room for a read and a cuddle. Finally, at 04:00, after reading his four page story book, “Tickle Tickle” for the fiftieth time, he curled up with Rudolf the red nosed dog, who had mysteriously also found his way to my bed and passed out!

Cuddling up to Shabd, reading his favourite story to him at 03:00 in the morning might not be everybody’s idea of a happy time, it’s most certainly not my idea of fun at that hour, normally. But these are strange times for me. I’ve been diagnosed with cancer nine years after I beat my initial battle with cancer, I’ve had two operations in 3 weeks and been poked and prodded at from every which angle.

My household has been turned upside down and inside out as a result of all this. And my ever smiling, ever loving, ever forgiving boys have felt the impact most.

So, at 03:00 in the morning, if my little boy can’t sleep, with the greatest of pleasure, I’ll cuddle up and read to him until his little head feels drowsy and his eyes are droopy. I’ll stay up and watch his chest rise and fall to the rhythm of his breath; because I don’t know how many magically happy breaths I have left on this earth to share with him.

What I do know is that for my Lunch Mummies “Day 6 of 100 Happy Days” post, I’ll write about cuddling and reading to my little boy while the world lay fast asleep.