The Begining

Honestly, this blog is just for me to get stuff off my chest and might even help other people who know and feel the struggles humans face on a daily basis feel they are not alone.

 

We all feel singled out at times in life with no life raft to save us. Even if we have family, friends and even partners who support us. We are all living like Pi on a stranded boat in the middle of nowhere with a tiger, for life.

 

Things will get strange, confronting, dirty and controversial. Life is full of crap, but we step in and well I want to get down in that shit and eff it up. Wait, What?

 

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About me... Have you read the title of this blog? Maybe start there and you get the idea.

 

I'm not going to beat around the bush and go into details about what brought me here but basically being a mum, a wife and a student is hard work.

I miss my old life, whatever that was and I cherish the new one.

I’m going to be honest with you. That line, “Oh I can't imagine a life without my child.” Is a complete lie! What kind of drugs are you parents on and how can I get some?! Though, it’s probably some hormone I was genetically not allowed to have.

Nothing on this great earth can prepare you for the onslaught that is those first few nights, days and months of a newborn and well, quite frankly, the next few screaming tantrum filled years. Even as I write this now the echo of, ‘MUM, MUM, MUM, MUM!’

So anyone who says, ' I'm so ready to have kids.' lives on a different planet.

Now don't get me wrong, I love my son. He is basically perfection and I'd probably die if he wasn't around and yes I do get separation anxiety and deal with it, almost...

But before I had him, how could I have known that those feels existed? So word to the wise, being a parent is hard and for stupid people who wish to exist in a family-only orientated life... Forever! Throw friendships, parties and any old function that includes drinking out the window. Well, if you find yourself at said function or gathering, you get used to the hung over sleepless nights, but I suppose that's bad parenting?

 

 

To be continued...