What happened to it? Where did it go? I don’t know, but it’s a Sunday. W and I are on the sofa. And life is good. Apart from the fact that he’s done a wee on the sofa and my foot, for No Good Reason.
Anyway, it’s been another week of life throwing us curve balls. I’ve chosen to look at them as opportunities to work what is important to me and my family – my husband and our boys. We’re always so busy running around from birthday party, to meet up, to finding a pair of shoes in the right size for someone, that it’s easy to forget why I got married and then, had children in the first place. The simple truth of it was that I met someone so great that I decided I couldn’t take those life challenges on without him – marriage, motherhood and all that stuff. But how difficult is it to remember that when you’re trying to shuttle everyone to parties, play dates and ?? (something else with a p should be in here for alliteration purposes…)
I don’t think there’s a point to this blog post. And I’m ok with that. So sorry if it’s boring you. It’s just that sometimes life gives us opportunities to re assess what our morals are, what’s an acceptable behaviour and what’s not, how far we are prepared to go because we love someone and to work out when “enough is enough” – for everyone. The older I get the more I realise how un perfect I, my family and life is. And that’s ok in my book x