If you’re a blogger in Australia, you may have heard on the Twitter-vine that the Digital Parents conference was held in Melbourne today.
I really wanted to go. But it was too hard. Too hard for hubby to do look after the kids for the day. Too hard to find babysitters for three kids. Too hard to then get the kids looked after overnight as hubby is at the football tonight. Too hard, too hard, too hard.
Six years ago I gave up a really wonderful career to have my babies. I chose to stay at home with them. What I didn’t realise was that I was giving up a part of me that would be so, so hard to reclaim years later. The part of me that was separate to my family. The part of me that loved to be mentally challenged. The part of me that met new people and made intelligent conversation.
Take six years out of the workforce and add three small children and it’s often too hard to do the things that fill that gap in my life. Other things take priority. Things that pay the bills. Things that the kids need. Things that just have to be done.
And I’ve been feeling a bit down about it lately. And then I couldn’t get to the conference and I felt even more down. So I cleaned my freaking bathroom, cooked my family dinner, ate chocolate and blogged. And resolved that whatever it takes, however hard it is, I’ll be reclaiming that lost piece of me bit by bit.
And then I took a photo of my shiny shower which made me feel a little happier.