Life, Musings

Back to my three year old self

I have a photo of me when I was younger; I think about I’m about 3 years old and I’m sitting on the sofa with a pretty dress on, hands folded in lap, looking anxious. Why? I’m waiting for people to arrive for my birthday party. Cute πŸ™‚

When you’re little, things like birthdays or Christmas fill you with excitement and nerves and desperation for the moment to arrive. As you grow up though, such behaviour is frowned upon and stamped out of you as other things come with those moments – stress, pressure, organising, family disputes, cost etc so you end up just wishing the event was over.

I think that’s pretty sad. I think we need to allow ourselves some childish excitement now and then and remember how small things can feel like magic. I’m certainly going to make more of an effort to not let life bog me down so much and bring back my 3 year old self πŸ™‚

What gets you excited like when you were a kid? Do you think we need to feel that magic more?




38 thoughts on “Back to my three year old self”

  1. Games always got me really excited when I was a kid. Board games, competitions and challenges.

    As a grown up (if I can call myself that now, haha) the exitement disappears as the games, competitions and challenges grow more important (like in my career for example).

    Thank you for reminding me I need to implement some regular exciting fun as well! Board games, here I come! πŸ™‚

  2. The key to orgazining events/get to gethers is to remember not to sweat over the details…no one remembers if you ran out of shrimp or if the plates matched, but they will remember the laughter and being with the people they love. Easier said than done, after all we somehow become programmed to put too much emphasis on the other things rather enjoying the moments.

  3. I get as excited as a child about:
    – making smoothies/milkshakes
    – beach days
    – snacks
    – random little presents
    – email from Babe
    – new challenges to take on

    Yesss, we NEED to put the magic back in our lives. We need to allow ourselves to get excited about things, look forward to things, and enjoy moments.

  4. I concur. I get excited about warm sunny days, seeing old friends, Christmas, and surprises. Really my husband would tell you the list is a lot longer than that because I’m forever getting “bouncy excited” (you know, where I am bouncing up and down ’cause I’m so excited, haha!), but that’s just what I can come up with off the top of my head. πŸ™‚

  5. So weird. I was literally thinking about how I used to feel on Christmas Eve. Not being able to sleep, the excitement, listening for Santa’s sled. Compare that to now and it’s not as whimsical. 😦

  6. I meant to respond to this earlier and I forgot. You must have figured out by now that I advocate for never letting go of the inner child, and doing anything you can to keep that feeling alive. Of course, I have my mature side, but in reality I’d rather play with children than anything else.

  7. I miss a lot of those moments. I mean imagine getting excited over candy. CANDY!!! To tell the truth I still get a little happy when I see a sweet or two. I let my inner child run wild with make-up. It’s the thing I loved the most. Honestly I still try to treasure those little things. It’s been a bit of a rebirth in the late twenties and beyond, rekindling what I once loved and who I once was. Finding the balance now. Yay for our inner wee ones.

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