So, if you’re a regular reader of my blog, or perhaps you’ve come across it once or twice, you may have noticed I’ve been a little quiet.
Life, unfortunately, hasn’t been too kind to me recently, or people.. I haven’t figured out which one just yet.
I’m currently on a lifestyle break, at my mums house in the lovely (and rainy) southern of Ireland. It really is beautiful here and has enabled me to somewhat relax and reflect on my life, with a screaming toddler in tow of course.
When life hands me lemons, I definitely don’t start making a lemonade, sip it and carry on like most normal people. I cry, throw a fit & overthink my life entirely but believe me when I say this, I am in my means to.
Blogging for me was once an escape, an escape from my kids on an evening, an escape from every day struggles and it gave me a voice which to me, is really important. But for life to throw me back so cruely, hasn’t given me a voice to vent my anger, frustration or moan how shit things are, it’s silenced me.
I could lie, and post beautiful, happy pictures of me and my children and write about how our lives are perfect and peaceful, but I don’t want to do that. A couple of weeks ago I was sat on the end of my bed, sobbing and screaming into my pillow case. (Should’ve definitely snapped a photo of that because I am a seriously ugly crier).
Despite all of that, I’m a pretty open book, I don’t beat around the bush and I especially don’t try to make out as if my life is perfect – it is very far from it and I’m an ordinary mum with slightly unordinary struggles.
Please bear with me while I get back on my feet again.