Lindsay on life, love and being a single Mum

Something of a diary for a girl who has never been very good at keeping diaries.

Saturday 26 June 2010

Life at the asylum; formerly known as my house...

When you think of a home, you could think of a serene and quiet place to spend your time. If you have children, you probably think of a mad house, covered in toys and never tidy for more than 5 minutes. If you're a single mother who has a two year old, a rather mental ginger poodle and a new kitten to boot, you probably think what I am thinking....at what point did this become a good idea?

The dog's nose is out of joint because his house has been invaded by the mortal enemy - the cat. The cat just keeps hissing at the dog because the dog gets in his face and H? Well H just wants to love them both, and frankly, neither of them are interested!

On the plus side, if the below html code works you should see said kitten - he is cute.

Saturday 19 June 2010

Pain

A friend read me this quote and I told her to blog about it. I'm returning the favour:

We still haven't learned, though, that growing up is all about getting hurt. And then getting over it. You hurt. You recover. You move on. Odds are pretty good that you are just going to get hurt again. But each time, you learn something.
Each time, you come out of it a little stronger, and at some point you realise there are more flavours of pain than coffee. There's the little empty pain of leaving something behind - graduating, taking the next step forward, walking out of something familiar and safe into the unknown. There's the big, whirling pain of life up ending all of your plans and expectations. There are the sharp little pains of failure, and the more obscure aches of successes that didn't give you what you thought they would. There are the vicious, stabbing pains of hopes being torn up. The sweet little pains of finding others, giving them your love, and taking joy in their life as they grow and learn. There's the steady pain of empathy that you shrug off so you can stand beside a wounded friend and help them bear their burdens.
And if you're very ,very lucky, there are a few blazing hot little pains you feel when you realise that you are standing in a moment of utter perfection, an instant of triumph, or happiness, or mirth which at the same time can't possibly last - and yet will remain with you for life.
Everyone is down on pain, because they forget something important about it: Pain is for the living. Only the dead don't feel it.
Pain is part of life. Sometimes it's a big part, and sometimes it isn't, but either way, it's a part of the puzzle, the deep music, and the great game. Pain does two things: It teaches you, tells you that you are alive. Then it passes away and leaves you changed. It leaves you wiser, sometimes. Sometimes it leaves you stronger. Either way pain, leaves its mark, and everything important that will ever happen to you in life is going to involve in one degree or another."

"There's the little empty pain of leaving something behind - graduating, taking the next step forward, walking out of something familiar and safe into the unknown" - About 7 months ago I told H's Dad he had to leave. I decided that I needed to not be with him anymore. I decided that I needed to be single. That was a huge step into the unknown for me, not having been single for 8 years prior to this point. Occasionally this leaves me with empty pain, mainly for H rather than for me. Mainly because things with H are harder now than I ever imagined. It's difficult to know if what I am doing is in his best interests which in turn, makes me question my ability as a mother almost daily.

"There's the big, whirling pain of life up ending all of your plans and expectations", on the two occasions I have fallen pregnant life has up ended all of my plans and expectations. The second time did not cause pain, actually that's a lie, it caused huge amounts of physical pain that I doubt I will ever forget but the emotional impact has only really been positive. The pain caused by the first experience is something that I still cannot write about without crying and considering I'm feeling good tonight I am not going to write about it!

"There are the sharp little pains of failure, and the more obscure aches of successes that didn't give you what you thought they would". Failure is something I am bad at. I worry every day that I am failing as a mother but that is not sharp little pain, that is terribly frightening hollow pain. The sharp little pains of failure would be making a mistake at work, not getting a job I applied for etc. Obscure aches of successes - I find this harder to notice because I am terribly good at making the best of all situations, or burying my head in the sand!

"There are the vicious, stabbing pains of hopes being torn up." Having someone you love choose someone else over you. Enough said.

"The sweet little pains of finding others, giving them your love, and taking joy in their life as they grow and learn." H. He is my rock, the one person in my life I love above all others and the one who I take the most joy in. Watching him grow, develop, change and challenge himself and me makes my heart burst with pride every single day.

"There's the steady pain of empathy that you shrug off so you can stand beside a wounded friend and help them bear their burdens." My friends. I have two who I would like to think I can empathise with. One because I have been through what she is going through and come out the other side. And one because she is one of the strongest ladies I have ever had the good fortune to know.

"And if you're very ,very lucky, there are a few blazing hot little pains you feel when you realise that you are standing in a moment of utter perfection, an instant of triumph, or happiness, or mirth which at the same time can't possibly last - and yet will remain with you for life." Australia. Arriving in Byron Bay and living on Magnetic Island. Byron in particular felt like a moment of complete perfection for me. It felt like I belonged somewhere. That was, beyond doubt, one of the happiest times of my life.

On the plus side, right now I do not feel pain, of any description, I do however, feel content.

Thursday 17 June 2010

Girl Power...

"A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ....
enough money within her control to move out and rent a place of her own even if she never wants to or needs to...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ....
something perfect to wear if the employer or date of her dreams wants to see her in an hour...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ...
a youth she's content to leave behind....
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ....
a past juicy enough that she's looking forward to retelling it in her old age....
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE .....
a set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ....
one friend who always makes her laugh... and one who lets her cry...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ....
a good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else in her family...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ....
eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems, and a recipe for a meal that will make her guests feel honored...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE ....
a feeling of control over her destiny...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
how to fall in love without losing herself..
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
how to quit a job, break up with a lover, and confront a friend without losing the friendship...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
when to try harder and when to walk away...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
that she can't change the length of her calves, the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents..
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
that her childhood may not have been perfect but it's over...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
what she would and wouldn't do for love or more...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
how to live alone even if she doesn't like it...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
whom she can trust, whom she can't, and why she shouldn't take it personally...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
where to go be it to her best friend's kitchen table or a charming inn in the woods when her soul needs soothing...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW...
what she can and can't accomplish in a day, a month and a year..."


On the plus side, I've got 13 of these licked!

Things to blog about:

Quote:
"I want someone who will adore me so much that they cannot even walk past me without touching me in some way. I want someone who will worship me, even when.. I'm sitting around in fluffy slippers with no makeup on and hair scraped back.

I'm sick and tired of being on my own. Most of the time I'm fine. Some of the time I even quite enjoy it. But at this precise moment in time I'm fed up with it. I've had enough.."
Mr Maybe - Jane Green

"Each of us may think we know exactly what we need to make us happy, what will be good for us, what will ensure we have our happy ending, but life rarely works out in the way we expect, and our happy ending may have all sorts of unexpected twists and turns, be shaped in all sorts of unexpected ways"


A grateful list
On the plus side,

Tuesday 1 June 2010

Amazing things happen...

When people spread their wings...

I love this strapline. It's on my business' marketing materials but I think it's just such a good philosophy to live by.

I have experienced this personally over the last 6 months. I have learnt to spread my wings - I have learnt how to be on my own again. And you know what? I love it.

I've developed my friendships, my relationships with my family and have figured out how to do all of the things that I have become very used to relying on other people for - except changing lampshades....apparently I still can't do that!

I asked a friend of mine to post a blog based on how they have changed over the last 6 months but it got me to thinking, how have I changed over the last 6 months?

Well other than learning how to love being by myself again, I have grown. I have developed at work and I have developed personally. I have really learnt what it means to have strong relationships with people, especially my friends.

I have developed a new friendship over the last 6 months. Someone who is fast becoming a very good friend to me, someone whose company I enjoy, who is fun to be around, reliable, supportive and funny. This person (who is probably reading this, so I may just leave it in drafts...) does not give herself enough credit for the amazing person that she is. She, despite her opinion to the contrary, is a good friend. It occured to me this evening that I will miss her company over the next week whilst she is away.

I have become closer to my old friends, I spend more time with them and they spend more time with H. This is important to me, H's Dad wouldn't let my friends look after H, I don't know why, they are amazing with him, one in particular who just adores him. She is unable to have children for herself, at least not easily or naturally, and she was, in truth, born to be a Mother. She is desperate to be a Mum and if I can offer her the opportunity to be "Auntie" K to H then I know she will love him as much as anyone else (other than me) can do, and both her and H should have this in their lives.

I am closer to my sister, my lovely big sister, who bizarely thinks I am amazing. She constantly tells me how stunning, outgoing and friendly I am (biased much!!) and how she wants me to meet a man who is deserving - I'm not sure that in her skewed opinion, anyone will be deserving of me. But how nice is it to have this wonderful validation from a person whose opinion I value above all others? My sister is incredible, she has not had the easiest of times over the last 20 years, yet she remains positive, unselfish and caring - if I can grow into a person like my sister then I will be proud of my life.

In short I feel I have grown incredibly over the last 6 months, and despite the last 6 months not being easy for me, they have been fun, they have been good and I have learnt from them.

On the plus side, at least body image wise, I have shrunk slightly over the last 6 months!!