My dear pregnant friend.
You said “I don’t know where to start”.
And it got me thinking.

I was about to write down a post, pen a list, draft up a calendar.
But then my little boy, that young man Aru came running into the room.
He’s opened up my box of washi tape, I predict a tidy up in the near future.
He’s latched onto daddy’s laptop wire, crying because he can’t disconnect it.

His little eyes are looking at me,
oh, pause, I’ve now got to open the laptop so he can type incomprehensible sentences,
oh pause, gotta go back because he closed the lid and he’s picking up the 2 kilo thing to get me to open it.

So in the writing of this intensely incredible blog post (I know right!),
I know you can start in one place.

Start with a breath.
Start with you.
Start with enjoying the solitude you have.
Start with enjoying the uninterrupted sleep.
And if you are interrupted, it is your right, to have a go at the person who wakes you up.

Start with you.
And don’t worry, because there is so much more to come (did I tell you this thing is worth subscribing to, especially for you?).

But for now, start with you.
Your rest, your sleep, your meals, all you.



Excuse me while I open up a laptop for the fourth time. 🙂