I hate to say it but I have started getting bored, not bored of Iyla, I could never get bored of her but just of the unchallenging monotony of my week. Its not that I sit around doing nothing, I either go to a baby group or meet up with friends / family every day of the week but my life is starting to feel like groundhog day.
Don’t get me wrong I have LOVED the past 7 months but now I have got over the initial sadness of not being needed so much and started to appreciate not being stuck to the sofa all day with my boob out I feel like I need to focus on me a bit more.
I miss using my brain. I don’t have a career to go back to, I had been to so many schools before starting my GCSEs (12 to be exact) and although I started off well, once it became apparent that my frequent school hopping had meant I’d missed out on crucial bits of the curriculum, I started losing enthusiasm and by the time my rebellious teenage years hit I flew more than slightly off the rails.
To cut a long story short I pretty much stopped going to school and only took four GCSEs.
As a result I have had a variety of jobs ranging from working in a sushi bar to working for a dog charity (lasted 2 days) and a children’s play centre assistant to a perfume consultant but none of these are things that I feel particularly excited about returning to so in September I am going back to college.
Step one of the no more boredom process sorted.
Step 2 is to get some hobbies, now I have my evenings back and I have realised how precious each minute of life is I don’t feel like I can just waste my time watching telly so I am going to start going to exercise classes and being creative. I am going to paint things and make curtains!
It was great fun seeing Dad2BabyInsomniac’s face when I told him that Iylas bedtime being sorted meant that I can start going out in the evening! I have also been inspired by one of my favourite mummy bloggers to glam myself up, I haven’t let myself go and always do my make-up in the morning but now that I finally have a few hours to myself, I have cracked open the fake tan and have booked a hair appointment.
Unfortunately I can’t chuck out the horrendous maternity bras yet but when I do I will be celebrating with a whole new collection of underwear. I might even try and wean myself off my legging addiction by wearing a dress for one day a week regardless of what I’m doing or what the weather is like.
If you want to read the post that inspired me then here it is -
With all this pampering, curtain making and learning, hopefully I will never be bored again.
Hmmmm we shall see!