So I just spent the past 30 mins reading all different post’s on what is good to eat and what’s not and also the superfood’s and all that jazz and I am happy to report I think they are satisfactory and I’m happy with what they class as superfoods but to be honest, I do sit her wondering to myself why the fudge I do it to myself (just for the record fudge isn’t included!!) I actually don’t know why I’m writing this today as I had an office day to get some paperwork done but also introduced myself to my new workplace (those that were in) as I start a new little adventure in a few weeks and so spent pretty much the whole day looking at a screen and then come home and do the same before heading out tonight!
My new job is a little bit strange really, it’s a total God thing but to be fair I don’t understand why I’m doing it. The job in which it is for has been in the forefront of my mind for a while but I didn’t expect to actually do it.
I had a plan, I was going to stay in my previous job until I had a baby and then I was going to hand my notice in whilst I was on maternity and try and work elsewhere and continue being part time but was thinking of being more part time then I was so like 2 days a week or something like that.
To cut a long story short (can’t be bothered to type it all up) I got a new job, which I didn’t even know was being advertised for and it was someone else who wanted to chat to me about applying who mentioned it and I just felt a little interested and so applied too. Please don’t think I went into mega ninja stealth mode and applied behind their back, I did ask them if they were OK for me to apply too and in the end I got it and they didn’t even get an interview which believe me is MEGA AWKWARD but then I also got this position which means that I get a high qualification and have a pretty good road mapped out ahead for me career wise BUT that was never my plan!!
I was happy to stay somewhere I was unhappy with, where I had more boring days then happy days and also a job in which I dreaded come Sunday evening because in my crazy head I knew it was worth holding onto until I fell pregnant due to the maternity benefits and plus it was only 3 days a week.
So I’ve gone into this new job- oh it is also full time and then my newest job coming up is going to be extremely hard core and intensive for the next year, fab and then let’s chuck in all this fertility treatment stuff which is also mega stressful and you have a perfect concoction that leaves me thinking WHY??!!??
Why have I been lead on the path I am embarking on now??
I like to be planned and organised as much as possible and I always had this idea in my head that when I fell pregnant I would be able to focus on the pregnancy as much as possible, mark and celebrate all the little milestones, take lighter duties at work and then once the baby was born I would be able to spend as much time as possible with the child, go back to work maybe 2 days a week and put them in minimal day care and then be this baking, home cooked, organic, eco mother warrior galore!
Ah how that makes me laugh a little now but also feel a little bit sad as I know the reality will be far from that!!
My reality now is that I won’t be able to focus on the pregnancy as much when it happens because at the moment for that year my career is going to need to take priority to an extent and I am also going to need to work pretty much full time to establish my career so that I can make a better future for us all.
This all became even more of a realistic thing this morning when I got out the car and realised I had some white dried on substance (of the dairy/soya/coconut kind) on my black jeans when I got out the car and was like searching crazy for some wet wipes to wipe it off with. In my head I was like “ha, you wait until that is baby sick, snot or dried milk and your gonna need to do the sniff test to discover what it is- this is a glimpse of a working mum”
Then it was even more of a snippet as I went to work absolutely shattered giving the fact that the kitten we are looking after kept waking me up in the night to from what I could gather have a frigging chat and play and so I had this teeny thing stealing my sleep just like a baby would and then I locked the cat in the hall after 4 hours of being woken every 25 mins, unlike what I would do to a baby!! To make it even more realistic- the husband didn’t hear the kitten and I am being told this also happens when I baby comes onto the scene!!
Right there and then, I had a snippet of my future!!
I then spent the rest of the day thinking about gin!! Seriously, the thought of gin and the weekend has got me through today!
Plans are great in theory, unless you are totally about them being set in stone and NEVER changing then maybe you should think about if plans are for you.
I personally have had to learn that any plans I make have an 80% chance of changing and I used to find this really annoying and frustrating at the beginning. I used to have a mental and heart hissy fit where I would be like THIS IS NOT CHANGING I MADE A PLAN!!!! But when things are taken out of your control you learn you don’t have a choice.
There was quite a period of time when I was extremely sick within the past 5 years when I couldn’t make a plan, the only think I could count on was that the sun was going to come up the next day and those stars were going to eventually twinkle in the night sky.
In making plans, usually the first thing you plan on doing that morning is waking up and getting up- I couldn’t even plan that, I could not tell you from one day to the other if I would be able to physically get out of bed. Sounds extreme I know, but that was my reality.When that happens you have to learn that plans can change, that was a season in my life when I made no plans what so ever but it is also a season in which God sustained me and I can confidently say that I have come through that season and I am a million miles from that season but that doesn’t mean that I won’t have a flare up and be back there again but we are trusting God that season is over.
Sometimes knowing you can’t really do anything to change the situation does not help in the slightest and that’s when frustration sets in and also when the human mind as such takes over. This whole journey we are on as a married couple, always being asked when we are going to have kids is tough and I have struggled immensely and some days are so, so tough to put one foot in front of the other and I just want a time machine to go forward 5 years and see if the heart ache, the brokenness, the faith battle is actually going to be worth it.
Some days the plans that I made are so, so far from reality and what I can see happening that I just don’t know.
I don’t know what I’m doing, Why I’m doing it and when I am going to stop doing it… I literally just don’t know what to do or how to do it and in those days you just merely exist rather than live.
Those are some of the most frustrating times and at home I am not a joy to be around because I am as sharp and as grumpy as can be and the majority of time my sarcastic side comes out to battle, and oh what a battle she conducts!
I am so glad that I am in a place where I can now make and the majority of the time stick to the plans with a bit of wiggle room. Wiggle room can be joyous and I have learned to love wiggle room because some times it turns out better than anticipated and the original plans! I Just need to remind myself of that often.
I am blessed enough to be having plans that I am really looking forward to, a little get away with the husband, dinners out with friends, attending weddings but above all… getting a bottle of gin after work tomorrow as its payday (please don’t judge me, it will last me over a month) Woooooooo!!!