Thursday, 18 August 2011

Me, Myself and I - The Story So Far

After pontificating about why I am doing this let's get stuck in shall we? My name is Becky. I am 32 years old and I am one of those 'grown up' people you read about, y'know - married, got a house, two kids, nice family car, live in the suburbs, blah, blah, blah. It all happened over a decent period of time so I didn't notice it all creeping up on me and now here I am. Happy and coping. Or is that coping and happy?
I got married in 2007. Small ceremony (the two of us and a witness) in a low key location (City Hall, New York City) and young Charlie entered the world almost two years later. Perfect. It's all going according to the plan I didn't even know I had.
After my maternity leave of 52 weeks I got made redundant (boo!) but got job of my dreams on same day (yay!). Even more perfect. This is going better than I thought it would.
And then two weeks after my son's first birthday I got pregnant again, and 9 months later Max joined us. This was not in the schedule! Six weeks in to my new job I had to tell them I was pregnant and then I had to spend 8 months working full-time, looking after toddler / house & home / husband whilst pregnant.
And now? Well, now I am at home full-time with two under two (although I can only say that for another month!) and boy, does that bring ups and downs. I also aspire to live a life full of vintage loveliness (see Brocante Home for details!). I s'pose what I am hoping is that this blog shares those ups and downs and those aspirations with those who stumble across this and maybe someone, somewhere will take something away from this. Maybe.


Well, after spending most of my time reading other women's blogs I have finally decided to pick up my own pen (so to speak) and start to write. I'm still not sure why. Let me try and work it through here,

1. I love to write. I miss writing. I was always scribbling something down as a teenager, whether it be poetry, musings or diary entries I was never without notepad and pen.

2. I take pleasure in the real and (arguably) mundane. Sometimes 'normal' people talking about their 'normal' lives can be incredibly funny and sad and everything inbetween. And also fairly inspiring.

3. After life throwing me a curveball I feel the need to share. Maybe it's me, or maybe it's the culture we live in - who can say? Maybe it's a bit of both.

All of the above lead me to the not at all original idea to start a blog. I have no idea what I'm doing or how to go about managing one of these so we'll see how far I get. This could be my first and last post!