The last couple of weeks have been abit manic when it comes to family life, there is always an obstacle that may plonk itself In the mix, as a yearly tradition Todd and I always turn to each other every New Years Eve just before the clock chimes 12 (GMT). we look into each others eyes and say ” this year is our year” all hopeful and wide eyed – oh how could we get it wrong-.
Every year since myself and Todd first met there has always been an obstacle in the way. Every year I struggle to find time for myself as a person, I struggle to really remember I’m not just a mother and a wife. I am a women, and as A women I need my time to relax, I need time to reflect on life.
last week my best friends said to me “so, what is your next step?” or course I said to create another mini me (baby number 2). But as an impatient hag there are so many things I would like to accomplish whilst I can, its finding the TIME! most of my days are spent in a military routine, which I change every month or so.
the rare occasions when I do get my time is when our daily routine is finished I.e wen Sidney is in bed and I can have a bath. I LOVE baths, its time I get to spend with my thoughts-tell a lie I binge watch YouTube- that’s the time of day I love the most. We all dream as mothers of having the perfect life, with the perfect husband/boyfriend, and the perfect children whom don through spaghetti at the cream walls, and where we have time to dress, do our hair/makeup without being disturbed. But no there is no such thing as MY TIME, reality already sunk in at that point, I was so busy complaining about having MY TIME and never realised what I did have.
MY TIME is split up into different categories;
- spending time with Sidney
- making breakfast/lunch/dinner
- food shopping
- working at the weekends
- watching Supernatural with my husband
- bath time
- binge watching YouTube
This is inevitable as a moither there is no YOU its WE.