Joyful, joyful

joyful-flashmob-1joyful-flashmob-2 joyful-flashmob-3 joyful-flashmob-4 joyful-flashmob-6 joyful-flashmob-5 joyful-flashmob-7 joyful-flashmob-8(Alt. title: THE BEST FLASHMOB YOU WILL EVER SEE OR HEAR)

How was your weekend, friends? Mine was pretty average, to be honest. I am happy it’s over and ready to start the week fresh.

There were some good parts, especially catching up with some lovely friends who dropped by on Saturday afternoon. But mostly, it was taken up with sleep deprivation and taking care of an increasingly-sick little girl, culminating in a visit to the hospital in the early hours of Sunday morning. She will be ok, but right now she is SO sick and SO miserable. Poor little Harry has been incredibly patient and sweet. I am just praying that by some miracle he won’t catch whatever Madeleine has.

On Sunday night over a late dinner with both kids finally asleep in their beds, I looked across at Mr B and the bags under his eyes just about reached the table, as did mine. I felt a surge of love for him. You have never met a man who works as hard as this man. He is phenomenally dedicated to his job, which by the way happens to be a job that helps thousands of hospital patients every year get the care and treatments they desperately need. At the same time, he is also phenomenally dedicated to his family, so we get all his love and all his loyalty and incredible levels of self-sacrifice. There isn’t much left for him after all that, and the exhaustion of these past few months with two children so very young has taken its toll on his health. He seems to be catching every little thing lately, just like Madeleine. We had both been awake since 2am that morning and, at at 4am when Madeleine’s fever still wouldn’t come down despite taking both Panadol and Nurofen, he’d taken her off to the Children’s Hospital. After they returned, he spent most of the day with a sweaty, vomit-smelling, unhappy little girl asleep on his chest. Then after dinner he made the two of us the famous Bulger Family Chocolate Pudding as a treat. All of this was despite the towering piles of work he had intended to do on the weekend, meaning the alarm went off at 5am today. Again. And it will probably continue for the rest of the week. I really need to think of some nice things to do for him.

Anyway, while nursing Harry in the midst of all this blah on Sunday afternoon, I saw this video on a friend’s Facebook profile (thanks Matt!) and, call it exhaustion or whatever, it brought tears to my eyes. It was a little moment of happiness and goosebumps in my sad and sickly weekend, so I thought I’d share it with you, too. I hope it makes your Monday joyful!

And now for the video:

6 comments

  • Brandi

    This was just wonderful. Like you. Like your family. You have so much magic.

  • Katie

    It’s not just you. I felt a bit teary and a bit like bursting into song as the music burst forth. I feel like adding “be in a singing flash mob” to my life’s goals now. Amazing.

    Hope your little one is feeling better soon, by the way (and Mr. B doesn’t catch the same bug!). Poor little thing.

    • Naomi Bulger

      I will be in that flash mob with you. Can you imagine being there? Amazing as all the musicians came out, but then when random crowd members – with babies in their arms and all – turned out to be sopranos? It must have been wonderful to suddenly hear that song burst forth

  • Mum

    Dad and I just LOVED it. Well done for finding this!!!! XX

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