I generally have the same resolution every year. To lose weight. As if achieving the nirvana of perfect weight will help me get to all my other goals. Every year I fail to lose the weight and therefore fail to achieve any of the other sub-goals. Even if I have specific goals, like say, run 5km in 30 minutes without needing hospitalisation, I neither achieve it nor am I close to achieving it. It’s not like I cannot
do it, it’s that I cannot be bothered to do it. This is the brutal truth I’m afraid, I’ve probably skated through most of my adult life just getting by hanging onto goals that don’t interest me that much. I mean if I lost the weight and felt fabulous then my mother would have been right and life is all about how you look and fitting into a size 10.
So let’s look back on the year:-
january – spent mostly in agony due to pelvic dysfunction and being huge and pregnant.
february – spent mostly being scared witless thinking my little 8 week premmie baby would be very ill and in hospital for weeks, but he did very well and was out in 3 weeks,
march – spent mostly prodding the baby when he was asleep to make sure he was still breathing
april – spent mostly awake on the sofa with a baby too scared to go to sleep in case he was prodded
may – spent still mostly awake, but remembered all of a sudden I had 2 other kids
june – spent mostly eating chocolate and mostly awake
july – spent mostly in shock after baby slept through the night (at 18 weeks), still awake as I needed to check he was still alive at night. Middle child was 4 i think
august – spent mostly sleeping, thinking there might have been two other kids haring around but as there was no bleeding or obvious injury let them get on with it
september – spent a ton of money on my birthday, christening and school shoes. Middle child started school, elder child tied a tie without garroting himself, baby got used to being flung into a buggy and raced at break kneck speed to school every morning before they shut the gates
october – spent mostly in a tshirt as it was still so warm
november – spent mostly thinking I would get ahead of the game and get Xmas sorted early
december – spent mostly in a daze of sleepless teething nights and mild hysteria over elder sons 8th birthday and impending Xmas season with nothing sorted at all
Pip chasing computer wires today, first pics of 2007