As I sit here typing this post feeding my little man whilst at the same time addressing envelopes for hubbys birthday party, I am wondering where exactly has the time has gone?
It's been a while inbetween posts and to be honest, I've written about four different posts - all sitting in the 'drafts' folder.
I've contemplated which one I should post next, whether it's too personal or plain boring, when in reality I've over-thought the very concept of 'blogging'.
Hang on...break to feed baby the next course before he loses it!
...Okay I am back. Where was I?
Oh yes, wondering why time has gotten away from me and why writing one blog post per week has become too much of an effort of late.
The reality is everything has become too much of an effort recently. I have taken on too much in terms of planning things and trying to schedule friend catch ups, that I've realised I've actually missed catching up with those I so badly miss!
There is no real excuse either. I am terrible at calling people back and responding to texts. Motherhood has made me even worse than I was before. You read a text message and think 'I'll get back to that once I've done this'. Wishful thinking.
So keeping it simple because now I have a screaming child, parenthood has changed my ability to focus, commit and manage time. Although my core is the same and I still have all the best intentions, I don't get to those little things that I plan to and that often mean the most.
To all those without children or those who forget what it's like to look after little ones - be kind to us. We mean well although we sometimes lose our marbles.
To those with kids, I'm just like you. I may appear organised and on top of things (or maybe I don't) but sometimes I just need to stop and take a breath.
Forgive this post as I haven't taken the time to edit it properly this evening.
Now... time to bath the little one, bedtime story and feed him, prepare and eat my own dinner and Oh! feed the crying dog at the back door!
One last thought...I'll never stop counting my lucky stars despite my exhaustion and excuses.
To paraphrase the late Malcolm Fraser, "Parenting was never meant to be easy." It does, however, get easier after the first, second or indeed sixth child.
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