So here I am. A mum of three school kids. (Thankfully three happy school kids.) I have spent the past couple of weeks kicking back a bit. Enjoying space and time to do exactly what I feel like. I did have a million little projects I thought I’d get finalised before I geared up for work and more study – but instead I’ve just been enjoying listen to the clock ticking and the fridge whirring and doing what ever boring old thing I please. Blissful. Ten years of being home with little people and I’d almost forgot how amazing prolonged silence can be.
Next week I start my new job. Next month I start a new course at Federation University. (So I best enjoy this stillness while I can.) I’m excited about having a new focus and the change it will bring with it – but also just a little nervous to see how it all unfolds. I’m not sure what it will mean for this little space. I hope to keep popping in and connecting with the blogosphere – but I know it will be much less frequent. This blog and been such a huge part of my life for the past five years and I’m so grateful I stumbled into writing it. The friendship, fun and extra income it’s provided have been such a blessing to me and my family. I’d hate to let go of any of that – so I won’t.
For now though I’m just sitting around pondering it all. Thinking about the changes that are about the happen and how lucky I am to have been able to spend so much time at home with my girls. I can still clearly remember sitting at my work-desk day dreaming about being at home with a house full of kids. I craved it. Now, ten odd years later, I’m at the other end of the journey and ready to move back on into the workforce. Before my big girl was born someone told me it would be the hardest and the most wonderful thing I would ever do, and you know what, they were 100 percent right. I never done it so tough or enjoyed anything as much as being home with my kids. Exhausted and frustrated by constantly living life at the end of my coping ability but amazingly glad and grateful I did it.