It’s been a week of fasting in our house and I’m happy to say it’s going well so far. I have to admit, I am nervous about it every single year even after 22+ years of doing it. As it approaches I always wonder if I’ll be able to do it. Am I disciplined enough, will I be ok with that much more to juggle? What if I can’t etc etc. And every single year I’m fine and realise I can do it even with that extra bit of juggling. There are always easy days and hard days and all the days in between and I always call it my reset switch. A point in my year where I try to be a better person “from now”. Everything gets decluttered. Charity gets given and I try to control my motor mouth a bit. The last bits not that hard when you’re hungry. You kind of prioritise what you want to say!
And my blog turned the grand old age of 6 last week sometime. I cannot believe I have been waffling for 6 whole years. I started it when Z was 5 months old. I was fed up that he wasn’t sleeping and that I wasn’t sleeping and that anytime anyone ever asked me how it was going i would talk about sleeping. The whole aim of it was to record happy memories that I could look back on in my zombie mum state and nod and smile sleepily at positive things. And somehow, it’s now been going all this time. There are times when I can’t wait to blog and times where I really can’t be bothered. But I do love it and I’m not sure I’ve ever done it for the fame or money (it’s really not brought me either) but it’s definitely given me some amazing experiences and friends for life from all walks of life that I never would have had otherwise.