We could all use a little extra happiness in our days! Whether we are under the pump and stressed or just want to smile a little more – it’s the little things that count and can make a total difference to our outlook.

I thought I’d share with you the 7 Little Things That Make My Day Happier – they aren’t big gestures and they don’t require a lot of planning or work…

1 – A Fresh Pot of Tea. Ahh… bliss. It can really be this simple. A pot of tea always makes me feel happier than just brewing a single cup. Team that with a lovely little tea cup (I received a new one for Mother’s Day that my son had drawn all over and is now baked on there), a comfy chair and a good magazine and you’ve got yourself 5 minutes of relaxing ‘me’ time – providing you can hide from the kids long enough to enjoy your tea while it’s still warm.

2 – Feeling The Sun on My Skin. I have to be careful with this one – I’m one of those pasty white people with freckles and sensitive skin, plus I live in Australia where in the summer it feels like the sun is taking all of it’s vengeance out on you… but… stepping outside and facing the sun for just a few minutes, feeling the warmth of the rays and breathing in the fresh air just makes me smile (then run away and hide before my skin starts to burn).

3 – Send a Cute Little Message to Someone Special. I know it’s nice to receive them in return but sending someone I love a message to tell them just how much they mean to me or simply that I am thinking of them puts a smile on my face. You can send a text or email, give them a call or you could even be old fashioned and post a card or note to them!!

4 – Talk to My Son. I know this isn’t always possible but when I’m at work and my son is at daycare, I often call his daycare mum (he goes to family daycare) and she puts him on the phone for me to talk to. Just hearing him say ‘Mummy’ makes me smile and I love that I get to talk to him throughout the day.

5 – Laugh. Sounds obvious doesn’t it? If I’m feeling stressed or in a particularly bad mood (not that I ever get in a bad mood… right..?) I jump on YouTube and start looking at funny videos, usually of cats attacking people or doing silly things. Sometimes the distraction coupled with the hilarity of the cats is all I need to break the cycle and feel a million times better.

6 – Plan For Tomorrow. I don’t want to spend my time worrying about what needs to be done and when – so I plan it. I have a notebook that I write to-do lists in for each day (which I have recently changed the name to be ‘Achievement Lists’) and I even decorate them with colourful washi tape and pretty pens. Planning and being organised makes me happy, it makes me feel in control and it makes me feel like I am achieving my goals.

7 – A Hug. One of my most favourite parts of the day is when I get to hug my gorgeous hubby-to-be. I can be in the worst mood, have had the most horrible day or be a cranky mumma bear but as soon as I am in his arms all of that just fades away. Sounds all romantic and sweet but it is true. It also means he knows how to defuse me when I’m getting cranky at him (not that I ever do that…).

So there you have it. 7 Little Things That Make My Day Happier – what little things make your day happier?

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Krystal Kleidon

My name is Krystal and I am a first time mum. I'm a wife, a daughter, a sister and a friend (sometimes neglectful) and a paramedic. I live in a small country town in Queensland Australia and am the first Australian contributor to Her View From Home – something I am very proud and excited about. I love my Australian culture and lifestyle and you’ll have to promise to cut me a little slack when you see me writing things like ‘mum’ instead of ‘mom’. I'm the creator and editor at Project Hot Mess, a site dedicated to empowering women and encouraging them to embrace who they are in their own perfect way. Even if that means running late with a cold cup of coffee in hand and not brushing your hair for 3 days (that's what dry shampoo is for right..?). 

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