Well hello 2018!
I don’t usually do stream of consciousness writing, because I’m too obsessive about spellings and grammar and things sounding ridiculous. I’m too self-conscious to just bestow my random thoughts upon the world. Oh the irony. As we say goodbye 2017 and hello 2018, I thought why the devil not? So I’ve decided to do something a bit different for my year in review.
2017 was the year that almost broke my family. It was also the year that we sorted a lot of our collective shit out. We properly stuck two fingers up at convention and took full ownership of our decisions. It was the year we jumped into home education with all our feet, rather than tentatively dipping our toes in. We were no longer just home edding our autistic child because we’d been let down by the system and had no other choice. We made the bold and brave move to pull our five-year-old daughter out of reception and home educate her along with our youngest. It’s certainly not been easy, but we wouldn’t have life any other way now.
2017 was the year that sleep deprivation got taken to a whole new level, and then completely unexpectedly got a whole lot better again. The husband and I even managed to regain some semblance of a sex life (sorry, tmi). More than that though, we reconnected in a way that we’ve been crying out for for a very long time.
2017 saw big changes with Hubby’s job. Difficult changes that have impacted us all but are without a doubt for the greater good. They will lead to a brighter future, and opportunities like that cannot be passed up.
2017 was a great year for me as a blogger. My stats have never been better, and more people read this blog than I ever imagined would. I’ve never collaborated with more brands that have been on my wish list before. It’s made me see that my book writing aspirations need to be shelved for the time being. My efforts are definitely better spent being ploughed into this little space. The trouble with writing a book is that you just never know if it’ll get published, and even if does it’s no guarantee that it will sell. When spare time is in such short supply, you have to spend it wisely.
2017 was the year I learnt the hardest way who my real friends are. I thought I had it all sussed out a long time ago, but I didn’t and it made me see who I can and can’t count on. I had some major surprises – a previously considered best friend who essentially treated me like I was nothing more than a crap Tinder shag. Other major letdowns I always knew existed but was reminded of. The constant back of the mind aching knowledge that there is no fairy godmother waiting in the wings. I’ve also been exceptionally fortunate that other people have surprised me in the opposite direction. People who came through for me for absolutely no reason whatsoever. They’ve proved themselves to be good, honest dependable friends even though I barely knew them three years ago.
It’s good to reflect and see the progress
When I look back at 2017, how it started and how it ended, I can see the massive progress that we made as a family. In spite of all the difficulties, and hard days. We took a gigantic leap of faith when we decided to home ed all three, and an even bigger one when we placed the most importance on their emotional well-being rather than pushing them super hard academically. It was (is) vital to help our kids get along better and fight less. Now don’t get me wrong, they are still challenging, and still fight on a daily basis, but it’s incomparable with how horrendous things were this time last year.
Ultimately, when I look past the really really crap bits, I can see so much positivity shining through. I see a marriage that has weathered many storms but is still rock solid. I see three children, who still have their challenges, but are becoming amazing human beings. I see strength in myself that an old lady would be proud of. I see a big bright future for us all, and that is priceless.
So hello 2018, I’m ready for you. Bring it on!!
~ These three 😍🐵😍🐵 ~ ♥️ It’s safe to say that having flu whilst home educating your children and not having a fairy godmother beating your door down to help you is no fun! Just in case you were wondering 😆 ♥️ People say “oh I get it!” but honestly, most don’t get it, not even slightly. So many people told me I’d miss having my mum around once I had kids of my own, but it’s only at truly desperate times like this that I really feel it. Nobody understands motherhood without a mother, unless they’re living it. ♥️ But but but 🐵😍🐵😍 ♥️ These three are growing into wonderful human beings. They are kind and compassionate and thoughtful. They stick two fingers up at the more undesirable traits that go hand in hand with the A Word. They’ve been understanding and helpful while I recover. ♥️ It’s not been hugely enjoyable but honestly, I can’t even imagine how much worse it would have been six months ago while we were in the midst of the darkest time as a family yet. It’s good to reflect and be thankful for small mercies. And a huge thanks to everyone on here who took the time to write me a kind message, I really appreciate it 😘