It’s that time of year again where everyone is counting down for the new one to start. While I try not to wish my life away, I do love a new year. It’s time for self-reflection, learning from the past and moving forward for the future.
Before I get into this, there are a few things I’d just like to say. Firstly, I just want to thank everyone who responded to my Instagram poll. I didn’t want to share this aspect of my life without anyone finding value in it. Secondly, this post is completely based on my experiences. It is not backed by scientific evidence, medical degrees or years of training. If in reading this you realise you’re experiencing what I did, I’m sorry but I don’t have answers for you. I don’t even have answers for myself. Lastly, this is not an anti-contraception rant. If anything, I’m envious of those who can take contraception without any negative side effects.
I don’t know how it happens but I’m always the girl at the party who’s hanging with the boys. It’s never something I intentionally seek, there’s just some sort of gravitational pull and that’s where I end up.
I’ve done a lot of soul searching in the past couple of months and I’ve realised that there are a few aspects of my life that just ‘aren’t working’. I was unhappy with habits I’d picked up, the stress I was carrying and the stagnant nature of my routine. So I wanted to try something, experiment on myself – I wanted to try to live life a little slower.
A couple of weeks ago, I posted on Instagram that I cull five things from each room in my house each week. Surprisingly, I received so much feedback – both from people who are trying to do similar or people who wished to do the same but couldn’t stand to lose their possessions.
We’re a week into 2018 already. Do you ‘do’ resolutions? Have you decided what yours are?
Mum guilt is a bitch. It’s probably the hardest thing I’ve had to deal with since being a mum. The sleepless nights, the coughs and colds that come with childcare, the toddler breakdowns – all a breeze compared to mum guilt.