Every now and then, life throws you a curve ball. A timely reminder that life is short, life is precious and we need to make the most of every single moment.
Since having children, I’ve been finding it really difficult to get any time for me. Time to do the things I enjoy; keep fit, go travelling and even go out with friends. Money has been a bit of an issue because I have been so determined to spend all the time I can with the children, that work had to happen when they were either out or asleep.
This meant far too many late nights, followed by early mornings with the girls. It left very little time for me, and the precious few hours I managed to snatch for myself were usually spent in front of a laptop, catching up with blogging or social media – or just generally being too exhausted to do much.
Now though, I’m starting to manage to reclaim just a little bit of my time. The odd hour here and there, and even a night out with some old friends. And when I finally managed to get myself out of the house, I realised how much easier it was.
Back in the days when I used to go out several times a week, a late night would mean wasting the next morning. I’d be hungover, tired and grumpy. And the night out itself would often be a bit hit and miss. Sometimes it would be brilliant fun, but other times it would be a bit lame and I’d end up disappointed.
These days though, there’s no way I’m going to go out and do anything other than have an amazing time. These opportunities don’t come very often so there’s no way I’m going to waste them.
And the following morning? I was up by 7am, on a train home and straight off for a family day out – fuelled by a hangover-beating greasy breakfast. I got on with my day, not wasting a single moment to the dreaded morning after feeling.
In time, I’m beginning to realise that the difficult times really are the ones that shape us. Being a mum has taught me that I can still have fun doing all the things I used to do, it’s just that I have to live harder. Cram more into every hour, minute and second and make the most of every available opportunity.
So I’ve booked a family holiday, agreed to take part in a tough sports event, and arranged to do things that would have seemed too difficult or self indulgent a few months ago. I’m not getting any younger and I’ve still got a couple of years before the girls go to school and leave me to my own devices during the daytime.
But in the meantime, I’m not willing to give up on doing the things I love. I’m just going to have to stick to my new motto – life is short, live harder.