Friday, 10 August 2012


We've had quite a few visitors in the past couple months, which is why I haven't blogged. I don't have much time right now either - the limescale fear is high today, so I'm off to clean the bathroom as soon as I'm done this - but I had a mild epiphany in the midst of all these visitors.

I have a very small life here in Cambridge. In fact, I could quite happily live my entire life, and have all my family's needs met, in a <2 km radius from my house. I can choose from multiple playgroups for Elizabeth, a variety of grocery stores and pharmacies, a handful of playgrounds and green spaces, a plethora of pubs (!), and the majority of my friends live in walking distance. Having visitors made me realize how small my life actually is - and then I had an emotional response to that realization, with thoughts like, "Am I boring? Is our life boring? Have I become a boring stay-at-home Mum?"

And then I realized this: it's not that I don't have anything to do all day, it's more that I don't have to do anything. Which means I spend most of my time doing what we want, when we want. And really, that's a pretty sweet life, isn't it? Best not to over think it.


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Brie said...

You're life looks nothing like boring! Just look at your own blog - you guys do new and fun and amazing things all the time. What an experience! I would say you're lucky you have so much close to home - think of all the time you save from not having to drive far just to do little things - time that can be spent doing whatever you want!

Brooke said...

I agree and I totally love how you can write about your routine days so they don't seem routine at all.