You may have noticed that there’s not been much going on, in and around this webspace over the last few months. I’ve not written a post since mid December and my social media activities have been far from sociable. I’ve been around on Instagram (because I lurve the IG) but otherwise you’d have been lucky to catch a tumble weed blowing through these here parts.
Granted I did have a baby and granted that said baby has suffered from horrendous reflux and trapped wind and God knows what else. Literally, God only knows because I don’t. I thought I’d know all the answers second time around. I thought because I’d done this before I had in fact seen it all. Nothing could shock me or get past me this time – I had the T-shirt and all that. But as it turns out, I still know jack shit about babies. I am still clueless. I am still faffing around in the dark at 3am, shouting at my husband “what does she want?“.
But as it turns out, I still know jack shit about babies. I am still clueless. I am still faffing around in the dark at 3am, shouting at my husband “what does she want?“.
And whilst we’re on the subject can I just say fuck reflux.
Fuck, fuck, fuck reflux.
It’s been the bane of my existence for the last three months. In fact it’s been my entire existence for the last three months. There’s a whole post in me about my hatred of reflux, so for now I’ll just leave it here with all the swearing.
Anyway, even before the baby I’d been thinking a lot about the blog. I started Admissions Of A Working Mother in late 2015 when I was a full time working mother of one. I had a lot to talk about on the working parent topic back then, more so than I do now. I had experienced sexual and maternal discrimination in the work place. I was running from here to there dropping off and picking up. Grabbing ready meals to cram down our necks before a fit full six hours sleep and then getting up and doing it all again. I was thoroughly exhausted, stressed out and strung out on child care costs.
Two years on, things are a little different. My life and outlook have changed. I’m still thoroughly exhausted, I’m now a Mum to two. But I’ve been working part time and am currently on maternity leave. I feel like I want to write more about the day to day of family life. I want to keep more of a diary or record of my young family as they grow. I want to write more and take more photo’s. I want to be more in the moment, embracing the bedlam and making memories.
So I’m signing off as Sarah Aslett, writer at Admissions Of A Working Mother and signing on as Sarah – Mum OverRun. Here’s to the next chapter 🙂
photo credit: wuestenigel Desk with Macbook and iPhone via photopin (license)