Where do i start? Right at the beginning i suppose. And as it appears with a crying baby who is interupting my first post. Oh well its a beginning never the less.
And im back. I became a mother last year and for the first time in my life i got to take a breath. I know many of you will scoff at that, babies are hard work but its certainly a different kind of work to slaving for a pay check. I actually really enjoyed my job and the late nights, long weekend and being forever on call. But having my son was the most amazing moment of my life and caring for him has shown me how much i have lost touch with myself and who i am. In those moments when he was finally asleep and i was sitting on the couch in a zombie-like state with a cup of tea i started to remember who i was and what i liked. To start with i like tea, good tea and over cups of freshly brewed tea i remembered i love to sew, i love to quilt, i love to read and walk and talk and laugh. And thats how it started, the road back to me.