18th January 2011
I am still here!!............can’t quite believe that I haven’t managed to blog since July 2010. I did keep meaning to.....just never found the time. I know it’s no excuse, I should make the time, it’s just that shutting my eyes for a few minutes on sofa in the afternoon while H&G watch Peppa Pig is sometimes (always!) more appealing! (not sleeping – honestly, just resting.....what do you mean this is the third Peppa Pig just starting? Did I miss some??!!) Now there’s another good reason not to blog during the day, I’ve just nearly been late for the playgroup pick up. And why is it that when I go out on an actual run, I can run fine, but when I am legging it down to playgroup in a desperate attempt not to be the ‘bad, late to pick my kids up’ mother, I look like a puffed out, middle-aged woman? (no comments please, I am fully aware of my age!) Anyway, a friend of mine has entered the world of blogging too and reading her blog yesterday has inspired me to check in online once more.
I have also gone back to the world of work (yes – gasp, I do still remember what paid work is!!) Now that the running frantically round after four young kids is easing off slightly, with two at school and two at playgroup. I thought, rather than using their one full day at playgroup to get house stuff, shopping, cleaning and other stuff done to make my life easier, I’d find myself a few hours work to fill the time! What actually happened was, I started to worry about having been away from work now for just over seven years (gulp – have I really been doing the ‘kid’ thing for so long?) that the gap on my CV was getting ever bigger and one day soon I would no longer be able to make the leap back! So there you have it, I’m back on the payroll (albeit for three hours a week – but still, it’s a start!!)
How did I get here? I don’t mean how I got here; obviously I’ve just walked up the stairs! I mean how did I get to this point in my life? One minute, there I am, not a care in the world. Nothing to worry about except where to go out at the weekend, or what to watch on TV when suddenly, blink twice and here you are, mortgage, work, house, kids, sensible car, responsibilities, bills..........!! I’ve turned into my parents! I am no longer the youngest generation in the family, we have all moved up a notch...my kids have taken my place in the young, carefree, no real worries position. Come to think of it, my parents have also moved into the ‘mortgage paid off, no work, easier pace of life’ too...shit looks like I’m bang in the middle of the hardest bit of life!! No wonder people have a mid-life crisis!! Those university days are beginning to feel like a distant memory....
Heading off to uni is great, full of possibilities and new beginnings. You get to live with your mates, go out all the time, go windsurfing, biking and any other activities that take your fancy, admittedly you have to attend a few lectures and put a bit of work in, but all in all it’s a fantastic experience. I headed off from the little sleepy Devon village that I’d called my home for 20 years, to a big city life in the north of England and enjoyed a fantastic four years, meeting some of the people I would still call some of my best friends, not to mention the guy I would marry!. Right, enough reminiscing about what life was life was like ‘back in the day’, it goes without saying that I wouldn’t trade any of our beautiful kids for life back then, I guess your life moves on and you just have to move with it.....enjoy the next stage, whatever it may bring..............
I am still here!!............can’t quite believe that I haven’t managed to blog since July 2010. I did keep meaning to.....just never found the time. I know it’s no excuse, I should make the time, it’s just that shutting my eyes for a few minutes on sofa in the afternoon while H&G watch Peppa Pig is sometimes (always!) more appealing! (not sleeping – honestly, just resting.....what do you mean this is the third Peppa Pig just starting? Did I miss some??!!) Now there’s another good reason not to blog during the day, I’ve just nearly been late for the playgroup pick up. And why is it that when I go out on an actual run, I can run fine, but when I am legging it down to playgroup in a desperate attempt not to be the ‘bad, late to pick my kids up’ mother, I look like a puffed out, middle-aged woman? (no comments please, I am fully aware of my age!) Anyway, a friend of mine has entered the world of blogging too and reading her blog yesterday has inspired me to check in online once more.
I have also gone back to the world of work (yes – gasp, I do still remember what paid work is!!) Now that the running frantically round after four young kids is easing off slightly, with two at school and two at playgroup. I thought, rather than using their one full day at playgroup to get house stuff, shopping, cleaning and other stuff done to make my life easier, I’d find myself a few hours work to fill the time! What actually happened was, I started to worry about having been away from work now for just over seven years (gulp – have I really been doing the ‘kid’ thing for so long?) that the gap on my CV was getting ever bigger and one day soon I would no longer be able to make the leap back! So there you have it, I’m back on the payroll (albeit for three hours a week – but still, it’s a start!!)
How did I get here? I don’t mean how I got here; obviously I’ve just walked up the stairs! I mean how did I get to this point in my life? One minute, there I am, not a care in the world. Nothing to worry about except where to go out at the weekend, or what to watch on TV when suddenly, blink twice and here you are, mortgage, work, house, kids, sensible car, responsibilities, bills..........!! I’ve turned into my parents! I am no longer the youngest generation in the family, we have all moved up a notch...my kids have taken my place in the young, carefree, no real worries position. Come to think of it, my parents have also moved into the ‘mortgage paid off, no work, easier pace of life’ too...shit looks like I’m bang in the middle of the hardest bit of life!! No wonder people have a mid-life crisis!! Those university days are beginning to feel like a distant memory....
Heading off to uni is great, full of possibilities and new beginnings. You get to live with your mates, go out all the time, go windsurfing, biking and any other activities that take your fancy, admittedly you have to attend a few lectures and put a bit of work in, but all in all it’s a fantastic experience. I headed off from the little sleepy Devon village that I’d called my home for 20 years, to a big city life in the north of England and enjoyed a fantastic four years, meeting some of the people I would still call some of my best friends, not to mention the guy I would marry!. Right, enough reminiscing about what life was life was like ‘back in the day’, it goes without saying that I wouldn’t trade any of our beautiful kids for life back then, I guess your life moves on and you just have to move with it.....enjoy the next stage, whatever it may bring..............
