Thursday, April 12, 2012

My intention has been to come here with a reason to post, something witty or with real meaning. But at the end of a long day, with three kids home (school holidays), my brain capacity is that of a bull frog. The fact that I've even managed to string some sentences together is a marvel to me! So again, a post with no real meaning. Seems to be a common trend with my posts. But I liken this blog to a journal (or a good listening friend) where I can just drivel on about nothing much at all and with no complaints. Well, so far! I've actually been thinking that I should make this blog private, by request only. Not because I have anything to hide, but it really is such a private thing to do, talking about life. I read back over the TTC posts and I see the raw emotion that seeped through those words and it's like someone had opened up my heart and smeared it across the page (or compose section, as it may be) for all and sundry. I was hurting and angry and impatient. I look back now, with 20/20 hindsight and laugh at myself. I didn't really have to wait THAT long, at the time it felt like an eternity would pass before we could add to our family but it really was such a small amount of time. I actual wonder why I didn't enjoy the time a bit better, just the three of us! I didn't realise how busy life would get with three small children, I didn't realise that you don't get any time to yourself anymore. Showering, toileting, getting a drink, scratching yourself - it all happens with little eyes watching and as much as I love them sometimes I wish for silence sometimes. Bedtimes are a dream. Not only do I have a quiet house, my body to myself and time to do what *I* want, but I also have time to reflect on how truly lucky I am in life. Three healthy kids, a wonderful, loving and supportive husband and a lovely home to live out our days in. I have always wanted to be a mother, and a wife. I never really dreamed of being anything else. And I am lucky that I am here, age 26, living that dream. So it's now children's bedtime, it's quiet in the house and my husband is sitting on the lounge playing his PS3 which means it's now "me" time. Thanks for listening!

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