Oh my lord it’s quiet here. You know that still noise when you can hear the clock ticking and the fridge whirring? Yep that. You see all of my little people are off being exactly where they should be and I am home alone. I’ve dropped two at school and one at kinder and returned home to my ticking whirring house. I’ve looked forward to this moment. Through the years of nappies, noises and sleepless nights I often thought silently to myself that this time would come. And today it has.
I’m not sure how I feel yet. I know part of my over emotional being is shedding a tear for an entire time in my life that has passed – never to return. I look at other people’s babies and their deliciousness captures my heart instantly. But deep down I know my time in that world has ended. It’s time to walk forward and embark on life with growing children – one which returns my focus a little more to myself. And that’s exciting.
I’ve missed time alone. When I’m alone my soul restores itself and I feel at harmony with the world. Don’t get me wrong I love being with others (especially my kids) but if it was up to me I’d always have a few hours, every day, of quality alone time. Time to let my thoughts roam free as I potter around my home. To write, read, clean and organise without distraction or interruption. That’s my happy place. That’s where I am right now.
So today is for me. I deserve it. Eight and a half years of parenting babies, toddlers and pre-schoolers has been awesome. Different to what I expected way back then, but nonetheless awesome. I’ve stretched and grown and come to know a type of love you can only ever learn through your children. I’m looking forward to seeing what life holds in store for us all over coming years, but right now I’m enjoying restoring my soul and just being me in my ticking whirring home.