From about the age of 21 (by which point I was married and had a child) I held 30 in my mind as the age by which I would own a home, possibly even two, have loads of money in the bank, a grown up car, life insurance policies, a holiday every year and generally be a grown up who liked wine and cheese and did really grown up stuff.
Well if you have read this blog for any amount of time you will know how all that worked out!!
I had all my babies in my twenties, which was different to what most twenty year olds do. When I was 25 I felt more like 45, in fact I had more in common with the 45 year olds than my own age peers. Its a great blessing, im sure of it, that I am a young mum. Its 10 years until I’m 40 and at my 40th birthday my two sons can legally drink with me and Amelie will probably enjoy a few not so legal drinks as a 16 year old . Imagine that.
I made my 30 before 30 list and somewhere around crossing 15 off I realised that it wasnt going to work for me. I’ve learned FINALLY that while I take great comfort from making plans, that I get really annoyed when they don’t always work out. So, Im trying to plan less (unless we are talking meal planning because frankly Im all about that!) and be more yolo (you only live once). Yolo is my new favourite verb/noun/adjective (im not sure which category yolo falls into,maybe its a movement), yolo means doing stuff randomly because it feels good, yolo is staying up really late and working because you have an amazing idea and you need to get it out RIGHT NOW, yolo is letting the kids fall asleep on the sofa all snuggled up under the covers together on a school night because its grey and raining outside and theres a really nice fire burning and yolo is having psychotic moments in ikea and deciding you need two new white sofas.
Im 30. No pressure. 30 is all about enjoying life, no worrying about where I am going and how I’m going to get there. My 30th was spent with my beautiful family, and my mum. All month long I celebrated with those whom I love and who love me in return. There was champagne on the Thames, Florence and the Machine, a night out, boozy weekends with my bestest bud, a meal with my husband, lots of fun with my mum, and a girls lunch. It was great!
For the blog, well I needed a break. I needed to work out what I wanted to write about and why I wanted to blog. I really like writing stuff down here, and I’ve come back to wanting to these posts all bound up in a book to my children one day. I’m hoping to share more of what life with 5 children is like, more of our adventures around Ireland, and some of the fun activities that we do at home here. Truth is, Im always doing something with the kids – I’m just not the best at staging and photographing it, and nor do I want to be, I’d rather enjoy the activity at hand than spend hours setting it up “for the blog”. So, while the photos might not be perfect, the ideas are heartfelt and fun. This started as a way to keep the extended uk family up to date on what we were getting up to after moving here but with my mum on instagram (her insta game is way strong) and my inlaws all on facebook thats gone by the wayside now but I like my wider reach, and the people connecting with me here, on facebook and mainly on instagram. This is a big world and its nice to be part of it!.
So welcome to the revamped Clevs site, lets go!![/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]