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Alana: A new job

Life is all about phases. Once I was the burning-the-candle-at-both-ends-highly-motivated-successful-career-girl, and then I became the sleep-deprived-slobber-covered-breeding-feeding-weary-worn-stay-at-home-mum. And now, as of tomorrow, I will become — wait for it — a PART-TIME WRITER!!

OK, the full title is full-time-mum-and-maker-of-my-husband’s-sandwiches-and-housekeeper-and-part-time-writer, but when I’m asked I might just stick to the last part. A new phase in our lives begins, and although I mourn the loss of what we have, I run full speed ahead to a new life. For three years my toddler has been mine, and we have been free, but this week she begins playschool 5 mornings a week. I have cared for my baby constantly for the precious 15 months of her life, but now I will have a childminder to look after her three mornings a week. I’m scared and I’m a little sad. But, I am going to write. I can hardly contain my joy. I burst little sniggers from my mouth. My mind jumps from list to adoringly written list to decide what shall be my first task. I feel new life breathing into my fuzzy brain. It’s only ten hours a week, but they are MY ten hours. Mine all mine. Ten hours! How many words can I write in ten hours? How many emails can I send? How many blogs can I read? How many blogs can I write? How many articles can I devise, and pitch and write and send? How much money can I earn? OK, the answer to the last question is probably not very much, but who cares? Who cares when I have ten whole glorious, gluttonous, gigantic hours to write? My ‘business plan’ shines out like gold on my pin-board and I check and re-check my breakdown of hours.

I love being a mum. It’s everything I thought and 1,000 times more. But I miss me. And for ten whole hours I get me again. So fellow writers, as you settle down to work tomorrow, feel me in your ranks…. And listen out for the sound of my pencils being sharpened. It’s the first task on my list.

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  1. Cathy #

    congratulations, alana! it is great to savor the time you’re sending your children off to school as completely and utterrly, your own.

    a bit of advice from a procrastinator o f her own creative needs: just don’t be tempted to do the other household things too much, just because you have 2 free hands! have fun and create! create! create!

    September 1, 2008
  2. Alana, this sounds like heaven! Best of luck tomorrow — please let us know how your first week goes!

    September 1, 2008
  3. thanks guys… may not get huge amounts done tomorow as new childminder is coming and i suspect i’ll need to settle her in as Poppy has a natural hatred of everyone other than me. Daisy started playschool today and surprised me by getting hysterical and had to be prised off me. suspect this may not quite be my week of words…. more like a week of weeping. still, always next week…. will keep you posted!

    September 1, 2008
  4. How I envy you Alana! Sam started preschool 2 mornings a week, but it’s not nearly enough time. More than anything, it’s a mere nibble of freedom, because I still have John at home. Instead of working at 0% capacity, I’m at 50%-but I want more! I’m already plotting how I can get him and John both out of the house at least 3 days a week next year. I feel deliciously selfish, but this whole 24/7 mommy thing is very overrated.

    You’ll have to let us know how it goes so I can live vicariously through you. 🙂

    September 1, 2008
  5. congratulations alana! yes, that first week is tough, so i’ll say a little prayer for you. but best wishes to you in enjoying the weeks to come! i look forward to seeing some of that writing!

    September 2, 2008

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