It’s fair to say that I’m posting under duress. I have become painfully aware of just how slack I’ve been. I used to be one of those people that lectured on the importance of keeping your blog up to date. Then I had kids. Priorities change, bla bla bla.
Recent circumstances mean that people have started revisiting, because they are curious, not because they care… so I figured I’d better get back on the horse.
So here it is. I never promised it would be good…
The last 18 months of my life have been pretty crazy. My kids are now 9 months old. That 9 months has gone faster than the last 34 years. The fact that they were on the tail of the slowest 9 of my life – pregnancy – only highlights that for me. I have changed. I used to be a shut-your-eyes-plant-your-foot-and-hope-for-the-best kinda person. Now I am a responsible parent that still misses planting my foot. But the payoffs are worth it. Watching your kids grow up is all they said it would be. Having two babies is hard, hard work, but holy hell is it fun. Every day is a crazy trip and I am so grateful that I’m on it.
Summer is coming and when I’m walking through the park in the middle of a work day I figure that life just doesn’t get any better.
I’m back at the gym two days a week. It’s a far cry from my old obsession, but it’s funny – it just doesn’t seem that important any more. I’m not kickboxing due to the fact that my two huge babies ripped my abs apart while I was pregnant, but surgery in the future will sort that out. I’m looking forward to being back in the ring, but for now I’m happy being a normal person. It’s incredible how much energy it takes to be a mother – I suspect I expend way more energy each day than I would doing an average workout.
I could continue to crap on for several more paragraphs, but I have nappies to wash (yes, I stand by my old belief that to use disposables is lazy and irresponsible… and now I have the right to say so), food to mash and games to play.
Besides, I suspect you’ve read enough.