I am not a fan of change.
At the start of a new project or experience I’m unsettled and I feel off balance.
Once I get used to the new situation however, I then relax and start enjoying the new equilibrium.
Having a baby is a massive life change. However, I’m more settled into the role now. So what do we decide to do – upset the equilibrium and move house to a completely new area as mentioned in10 rules for successful family house-hunting .
We have found a beautiful house – no doubt about that – and I’m already excited thinking about ideas on how we can decorate each of the rooms to show our personality as a family.
However, just when I’m in my flow of understanding life as a north London musing mummy, it is all change.
I have stated my views on mummy friendships in this previous post so you can understand that a part of me is concerned that I’ve got to work my way to understanding the mummy scene in the new area.
Thinking positively though:
1) I now have a valid excuse to buy and leaf through pages of Living etc with the dream of doing up our new digs nicely.
2) I can choose to learn from my Gem of a child, as she plods through life excitedly, fully living through all that’s changing in and around her.
3) I hate change but I am done with cigarette smoke seeping through our neighbours’ floorboards into Gem’s bedroom.
Please do not get me started on the trust-fund-loafers that live next door to us at the moment.
I choose not to rant but what kind of people have a party more or less every weekend (including a Valentines Ball last weekend) and then write stupid last minute notes asking us to bear with them for their noise levels??
Regardless of whatever I feel about change it is guaranteed to happen so I’d better get comfy and attempt to enjoy the ride.