I have both loved and, at times, really struggled, with being a parent.
Falling pregnant unintentionally was devastating. I was loving life and wasn’t ready to give it up.
I was also terrified... I hadn’t yet figured out my fear was driven from a childhood that was more unhappy than I was yet able to admit to myself.
It wasn’t terrible, but that’s the point, it doesn’t have to be for a child to grow up unsure of themselves and lacking in healthy self esteem and confidence.
All it takes are small repeated messages and actions that will undermine and chip away at our sense of self worth.
I love my family and have been driven over the past 24 years to create a family dynamic that works. One that will evolve with time as my children move into adulthood.
But I’m not just a Mother and Wife, I’m also a Woman. Although I treasure my family and friends above anything else I also value my health, having fun, great conversation and travel. I love good food, preferably cooked by someone else, and have a growing interest in wine, neither of which are helping my waistline!
I seriously dislike polite conversation and have zero tolerance for gossip or inflated egos.
I have an inquisitive mind with a thirst for knowledge around psychology and what makes us behave the way we do.
I have heard myself described as ‘demanding’ although I prefer the words interesting and exciting. I believe this stems from wanting The Big Life. I can’t bare the thought of arriving at the end of mine and wishing I’d done more. No regrets.
I can be the life and soul of the party one day and the next a complete recluse, craving time alone with my thoughts, my books, or a long walk, alone, with my beloved dog Alfie.
And that’s pretty much me, a normal, multi faceted human being.
