Becoming a parent is probably one of the most life-changing experiences one can have. Literally EVERYTHING changes and your life won´t be the same anymore (for good and for bad). No matter how many books you read (we probably all know “what to expect” but my all-time favourite is this one , too bad it´s for the dads!) or with how many friends you talk, there are certain things you will only realize after becoming a mom.
It´s almost 6 months ago that I stopped breastfeeding. After stopping, the only random thought I often have is that now I understand why people keep going for years and years because honestly, what you´re left with after stopping is a pretty sad situation. Yes, you have your “freedom” back: no more pumping machines, no more looking at the clock to see if a tiny glass of wine is allowed, no more feeding or pumping schedules making your working life quite a logistical nightmare… But where a lot of people say “you have your body back”, I am not sure I agree, because that part of my body is almost non-existent now!
Dear single mom,
I have always had this special admiration for you for doing most of this motherhood thingy alone, but this month that admiration went to a whole new level. Let´s face it, being a mom can be freaking hard and I really had to adjust to this new life but I did have someone to share the load with. You probably didn´t, single mom.
We have never lived close to a beach, so for me the beach always had a holiday association. Going to the beach immediately gave me a holiday, relaxing feeling. Laying on your towel getting a nice tan, hearing the waves, sipping from a drink, reading a book and going for a swim. Oh the good old times, how much changes when you go to the beach with kids!
This post is a guest post from my blogging friend Suzy from In The Lyons Den.
Yep, I love a glass of wine. Quite a bit really. That may be one of the small but many reasons that is part of my love for New Zealand. I tend to indulge in a lot of their Sauvignon Blanc and Pinot Noirs. We are lucky to get a good variety over here, but what surprises me is that Australian wine is often cheaper over there than it is here. Maybe someone can explain that to me. I don’t understand how it works, I just drink it. Often on a Sunday night, I sit back with a glass of wine (well it usually ends up a bit more than that) and have reflections on life and reflect on the week that has been, what I have done and what I could have done better.