First-time Blogger

I can't believe I'm actually doing this.  I don't think I've ever read a blog before, but I've been reading a lot about blogging recently and it sounds like the easiest way for someone with little time to get something out there, without having to go through the rigmarole of the publishing world.  I've wanted to write for sometime now, but having been offered a pittance to write articles for a local magazine, I decided it wasn't worth the effort.  Having said that, the idea of writing has been one which remained in my subconscious, just below the surface over the past few years.  I've written a few pieces since my four year old was born, but they remain stored on my computer, never having seen the light of day.  I guess in some way I'd like to record these early years with my kids for some kind of posterity, as a way of not forgetting how I got here, how I got through it, where I'm heading or who I was, who I am and who I might become.

These years are unique and I already feel as though I've missed out on capturing some of their essence as my kids turn five and three in January.  Perhaps it's the proximity to turning the big 40 (just under three years to go now) which has made recording it seem all the more imperative.  For someone who never thought much about age, 40 does seem to be looming and I seem to be setting all sorts of goals against that milestone.  I've given myself till 40 to convince my husband I can handle having another kid.  If I don't succeed by then, I've said I will give all the baby gear away. For now, it remains gathering dust in the garage!  Being rather strapped for cash at the moment, my husband has said he'll only agree to having another kid if we win the lottery, which means that's another goal to achieve before 40.  Either that or I become incredibly successful at something by then, which is hard to envisage given that getting the kids to school only 15 minutes late is my current measure of success.  However, I'm nothing if not an optimist.  Whenever I do actually play the lottery, I'm convinced I'm going to win.  I'm actually very surprised when my numbers don't come up ...again!  

My other recipes for success and financial independence are a couple of inventions I'd like to work on (no idea how to get these off the ground), some kids related products I'd like to import, erotica I'd like to write and an Ann Summers type shop I'd like to open.  Oh yes, I'm also working on a series of picture books for kids.  I say working on, but what I mean is I've written one and a half stories and that was just over a year ago.  I sound like a veritable Madonna ...almost!  All I need now is a music video!  Oh, if only the motivation, the time and the energy to chase these dreams and turn them into reality, plus the cash that would undoubtedly help achieve them, weren't all somewhat lacking!  So far, I've got assurance from one kid related product supplier that I can represent them and I've started a blog.  The latter having finally come about because my husband's reaction to my offering to help do the admin for his company was scoffed at because according to him I can't even get it together to pay my credit card bills on time (OK, so I've let the payment deadline slip by a few days a couple of times), but when it comes to work I'm nothing if not professional.  My organisational skills may have fallen a little by the wayside, but I've no doubt they can spring back into action.  His 'you couldn't organise a piss-up in a brewery' attitude has at least given me the impetus to say 'up yours I'll show you how damned organised I can be'.  Now if only I could manage to cook him dinner more than once or twice a week (he'd say more like once or twice a month), I might convince him that my MBA and my years in middle management were not a total waste of time!

By Mummy Dearest