It's a very odd thing to read back at my first posts and then to think where I am now. Two years older, nearly entering into the wrong side of my 30's (36 in April!). In those first posts, my dreams of motherhood were still alive and I feel sad reading those posts thinking of the me back then, happy and hopeful that we would one day we be parents. Now I now differently and those dreams are just that, dreams that will never come true.
That said I am happy now, I do have my moments but I focus on the good and positive things in life. At the weekend I can get up when I want, I don't have to spend all my time chauffeuring children around here and there or standing in the freezing cold watching football matches. I can just chill out or go out, the choice is mine. I have the wonderful Mr Rigby and my adorable Spike, what more could a girl ask for (hmm, more money, jewellery, a smaller waste). Any hoo check out my first three posts I wrote on The Tales of Me
Where my story starts...
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