Time

Today’s blog is something wot I have learned.

It’s about having kids. It’s not mind-blowing stuff, but it is the truth as I see it. If at any point this sounds like some kind of self-help mantra, give me a virtual slap, will you?

Anyway, it’s about when you decide to start a family. If you decide this is what you want, that is. And if it’s not just thrust upon you unexpectedly, thanks to too many Tequila slammers and your subsequent inability to open a condom packet.

You may well have very good reasons for putting off starting sproglet manufacturing. There are still lots of holidays to be taken, wild parties to have, and careers to forge, after all.

But you do need to consider something quite carefully. It isn’t always simple. In fact, a lot of the time it goes wrong. 

Miscarriages, I’ve had a few, but then again, too few to mention. And that’s the problem: people don’t really talk about them. They’re the Voldemort of up-the-duffness. No one must utter the word, or mention it to someone thinking or planning to have a child. 

They happen. They’re one of life’s most miserable experiences, and tear away a part of yourself you can never properly repair.

You can’t forget. But you can move on. Just give yourself a chance by at least thinking a little more realistically about the time you might need. It took me 10 years of plucking up courage, false starts, disasters, emergencies, operations, and assorted brouhaha to brew up and tip out my second child. I’m mightily glad time was on my side.


Enjoy yourself, it's later than you think
Enjoy yourself, while you're still in the pink
The years go by, as quickly as you wink
Enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself, it's later than you think


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