It’s January. We’re all a little fed up. But we’re also jumping pretty damn hard and fast on the rejuvenating band wagon. One thing I’ve learned over this winter, is how self-care is vital for Momma and Papa Bear. Over January I plan on posting a few blogs about putting yourself first. We all know, if Momma Bear is weary, the house gets weary.
Here it is. The start of a brand new year when expectations are high and disappointments seem so far away or even impossible. When new beginnings can mean everything and anything and certainly have no place for failure. When day one is exciting with a new mind embracing new challenges. What will you do in 2019?
And so almost ends my first year as a stay-at-home, work-from-home, Momma Bear. How’s it’s been? Oh where do I start? How about with you.
In light of the recent articles and discussions I’ve been having about motherhood, I worry that the point has been missed. There can be a lot of negativity floating through the parenting atmosphere and I most certainly don’t want to come across as a ranting, begrudging, regretful mother because that could not be further from the truth.
For those who don’t follow me on Social Media, you may have missed the weird yet wonderful last seven days I’ve had. It started off last Tuesday by being on 96fm’s Opinion Line talking about the mental hardship of parenting after suffering postnatal anxiety and ended up with little old me on Virgin Media’s Ireland: Am, discussing the challenges of motherhood. It’s made me fully understand and appreciate one very important thing. We have to own our Motherhood.
Yesterday morning, I drove for half an hour, got a bus for forty minutes then hopped into a taxi at 8:50am. I was running late. I was excited and eager but running late! On my way to the Aviva Stadium, the taxi driver asked was I on my way to work? I said, no, I’m heading to a conference. Ah, a different kind of work, he replied. I smiled, because I have attended my fair share of conferences, workshops and meetings in my past life as a medical librarian and yes they felt like work. What I was eagerly anticipating was not the same. While it was a networking event, it was so much more than work. Yesterdays Women’s Inspire Network (WIN) Event was inspirational. #win18dublin
It was this time last year when the thoughts of working from home started to creep in and invade my mind. The thoughts of the biggest career change and career move I would ever make. I panicked, I was scared, but I was also very positive and excited. But would anyone want to work with me? Would anyone like my article ideas? Would it all be a mistake or would I prove to the world that jumping ship from a 12 year career with 6 years of education under my belt was a wise decision? Panicking about a career change is natural.
If you’re a hardworking, busy mum (as most mums tend to be); it can be a challenge to find any “free time” at all. However, if you do have a spare hour or so during the day, evenings, or on the weekends, you could be using the time to earn some extra cash. Kids and family life can be expensive, so every bit of extra income could help to ease any financial stress, or go towards family holidays and days out together. And, dare we mention it; Christmas seems to be creeping up (apologies), and it’s always nice to have enough in the bank to feel comfortable throughout the season. Therefore, earning a little extra here and there, could go a long way. The following are some ideas, inspiration, and advice for those that might want to start pocketing some extra money.
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I obviously quit my job in January, after months of wondering and hoping, while on maternity leave, that working from home would be a viable option. And it has been. Financially we are better off than if we were forking out for childcare. I’ve worked every hour that I’ve been afforded and raised my profile as a writer, social media manager, content creator and more. I wear many hats! So many hat’s that I need to buy a hat rack. As the summer ended and we wrapped up our holidays in Wexford, I thought more and more about my quality of life and how working from home was pulling me down in ways I wasn’t expecting.
When I became Momma Bear I swore I would never let my baby cry it out. It’s cruel and unkind. Babies are not mature enough to understand how to manipulate us. They simply want us. And Little Bean wants Momma. All the time. To the detriment of her sleep… and mine. But then I realised two things, I’m exhausted but more importantly…