It’s been a while since I’ve written a new blog post.
Where have you bloody been?! I hear you ask…well, I don’t, no one probably noticed – ha ha!
There has been a lot of change in my life and on the blog over the last three months so I took a step back from posting weekly on here, and just used my Instagram for a bit, whilst improved my blog from behind the scenes.
I’ve always been a little scared of change…
I avoid it where possible. Probably explains why I stayed teaching at the same school for the majority of my twelve years in education. It’s fear of the unknown isn’t it? Above all, change is something that we can count on. It’s always going to happen. Having children is a HUGE change to our lives, yet do we really think of it as a change? I know I certainly didn’t but now I can’t remember what my life was like before them!
There is a wonderful phrase:
“A change is as good as a rest”
That is definitely what happened to me. I thought I was over working.
“I’d rather be home with my children than working.”
I had got to the point where I dreaded going into work, had no motivation and just wanted to be at home. What I now know is that the change was the motivation I needed and I do want to work, I enjoy making my own money but it just had to be the right job!
What have I been doing?
Well first change, work!
Yep, from the 5th February I was a working mum again. Only two days, with the odd third day thrown in here and there but it still was a massive change in routine. Where as I always picked the kids up etc, Ric and I have to juggle pick-ups between us as I work later than I did when I was a teacher. On a Tuesday, it’s like a child relay! He gets them both from school/nursery, bring them home to feed and bath, then I walk through the door, he tags me in and he leaves to go back to work! We just need a baton to pass…I suppose that’s the kids!
One thing is for sure, I’m happier with this change.
Resigning from teaching was a huge step and one I was very nervous about. Teaching was causing me stress and anxiety so something had to change. Over Christmas and New Year I felt a little lost about my purpose and quickly realised I wasn’t cut out to be a SAHM. Seriously, I take my hat off to those that are but being a Mum wasn’t enough for me and I needed a bit of Becka too. I love my new job, creating content for business’ social media. It’s right up my street in terms of my interests and lovely to combine that with earning money.
Previously, Tuesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights were all free for me to work on the blog and faff around on social media. Now I work Monday Tuesday and the occasional Wednesday, looking at a computer screen all day, I find that when I get home on a Tuesday I don’t want to get my laptop out to blog. However I find scrolling on Instagram fairly relaxing. I’m still working on the balance of work, mum, blogger and me time. I’m sure I’ll figure a routine out soon enough.
Second change, my blog itself.
If you’re a regular visitor to my site, you may notice it looks a little different. I’ve gone self-hosted which meant I had to redesign my whole blog. I’m not the most technical and it’s still a work in progress however we’re getting there and it’s useable for now! Similarly, I didn’t realise how much work it would be and it took over my life for a little while. I spent evening’s faffing around with it for weeks and after that, I took a step back.
Previously, I posted weekly with fornightly “Introducing…” posts. Does my blog need a fixed routine and blogging schedule? Will it make a difference? I’m not sure. I blog for me – to document my life and keep memories for the future. The posting schedule is going to change. It is less fixed and aim to post twice a month as a mimimum. I find that there are months where I have lots to say and months were I don’t. I don’t want to put myself under pressure to write because a) it’ll be rubbish to read and b) it will affect my love of blogging.
As we grow older, we learn things about ourselves…
At nearly 35 I thought that I knew myself pretty well and yet one thing the last few months have taught me is that I definitely don’t. For instance, changing my entire career was a huge change and I never thought I’d leave teaching. Seven months on from my last official day as a teacher, I can say that it was the best decision I’ve made.
Most importantly, don’t be afraid of change. Embrace it. Some of it is planned and exciting. Some is unpredictable and terrifying but we learn from it and nine times out of ten, we look back and realise it was a good thing.
Tell me about your changes in your life? Were they planned? A surprise? How do you feel about it now?
Ps When I was at school, I had some rainbow fingerless gloves and my friends said I looked homeless when I wore them. I said “Chhhaaaaaannnnnngggggeeeee” whenever I wore them so whenever I read this post back, that’s what I hear when I read the word “change