A Matter of Choice

Every now and again I find myself in a period of time where I am waiting for something, unfortunately I'm not that good with waiting being as I am probably the most impatient people I know! 2009 was a year with a lot of waiting in it, it was a year full of changes and uncertainty for us.  I left my old job at the end of February, taking maternity leave at the earliest possible point after several months of debate about redundancy or big changes in the office. Leo was due on May 16th and finally made his appearance 2 weeks later on May 29th at the very last minute before induction so I had a long time off work to prepare for his arrival - which basically meant watching rubbish daytime tv, having reflexology sessions, afternoon naps and ordering my grocery shopping online with an occasional meet up with friends for good measure. taken at about 32 weeks Aaron was working for himself and was home often by mid afternoon, and as we were living with my parents I d...

Traditionally I hate January,  it has always seemed like the never ending month. Most January's I can remember have seen me sitting in a boring dead-end  job watching the rain on the windows and waiting for the big bad month to end and pay day to arrive. Apparently today is Blue Monday, the most depressing day of the year . Ah you gotta the positive thinking Brits haven't you!  I can see their point, the excitement of Christmas seems long gone, but the wait until pay day seems like a lifetime. Many New Year resolutions will have already been broken, and it's cold, dark, wet and miserable and summer is a long way off. I thought I'd escape January blues out here in Cyprus but funnily enough this is the view from my balcony at the moment..... It's not bad though, January is the worst month here it just gets better from here on in. February last year gave us some bad rain storms and we may have had some rain in March but that was it then until the end of O...

For as long as I can remember I have been told that "All good things come to those who wait" Do they, or should you get off your backside and go and get them yourself? Looking back over my life so far I have spent a depressing amount of time waiting for something or other. I don't mean buses, or delivery men, although I've done that too! I mean waiting for something to get better or something to happen. It's been various things over the years, as a child I was waiting for birthdays or Christmas or to be old enough to do different things. As I got older I was waiting to find a boyfriend, a better job, to get married and have a baby. I waited for exciting things to happen, like a good night out or a holiday., to live in a better house, I think I was waiting for everything to be "just right" I don't think I always realised I was waiting but I'm sure I've always had the feeling that something wasn't quite right, like I was sure somet...