Do you ever dream of a different life, a one without kids? Not that I don’t love them to the moon and back but since they came along I hardly recognise my life. Gone is the double income and no responsibilities. Replaced with responsibilities and no money. But then again life is a constant state of flux isn’t it?
In 2000 I moved from Scotland to London and soon met my husband to be. We had so much fun in London – meals out, West End shows, weekends away, the cinema, drinking the night away in the pub. Oh, how I miss going for a drink in a smoky pub!
Now my life seems to have shifted to a parallel universe. Meals out still happen but now they happen in ‘family friendly restaurants’. Did you ever hear such a phrase before you had children? I’m so embarrassed by the mess the toddler makes we stick to our old favourites, all with easy clean floors. Romantic weekends away have become trips to the grandparents for a lie in and free babysitter and after work drinkies have become a bottle of wine when the children have gone to bed.
Luckily the toddler seems to be developing the same interests as my husband. They love trains, lego and model planes and cars. Here’s hoping for some common ground as the kids grow up – perhaps National Trust visits so I can get my history fix whilst the toddler runs round the gardens, pub lunches so I don’t have to cook and Matilda tickets for my West End fix.
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