April 20, 2011 § 16 Comments
I started writing my blog in January this year. At the time I thought it would be a window into my troubled soul. OK, slight exaggeration, but I thought it would be my opportunity to get some difficult things off my chest. I was hating being pregnant (I didn’t enjoy the first two pregnancies, and I was still feeling sick,) my mum, still in her 50’s, had just been diagnosed with a second secondary tumour, and my newish job I was finding dull and uninspiring. I decided at the time to retain a degree of anonymity, I didn’t publish any pictures of myself, I only told a few good friends and close family about the blog, my children were referred to by their ages, and I even changed my name a little. But as things have panned out, I have loved being pregnant this time around. My job is still uninspiring but it gives me time to write. My mum’s tumour is, for the time being, being controlled by the herceptin she is administered every three weeks at the wonderful Royal Marsden Hospital. I feel happy. I love my children and my partner. My blog has ended up being lighthearted at best, silly at worst. Yes, perhaps there will be sad times up ahead, and perhaps when I am again breastfeeding through the night things will seem a little bleak. But I don’t any longer feel the need to remain anonymous. Here is a picture of me and my children: Alexis, Wilson and Elias. Oh and Doris dog.