We’ve got time to get it right.
I feel like I’m always in a rush to get everything I want and to make everything perfect right now.
I’ve got time to become a better mother. I’ve got time to grow into this role I love so much but struggle with more than I thought I would.
We’ve got time to find the perfect house for us and make it beautiful.
We’ve got time to travel the world and share everything it has to offer with Ava.
We’ve got time to get married, we don’t have to do it right now when it isn’t the right time for us.
I’ve got time to get in the best shape of my life.
It doesn’t have to be done. Right. This. Second. I want everything now. I’m like a child. I think it’s to do with my lack of self-confidence that has hounded me since becoming a mother. I want to be happier with myself and everything in my life and I want it now while I’m still reasonably young. I think I’m scared of getting older and wrinklier and uglier. Even though I don’t want to be scared as I don’t think it’s a bad thing; getting older is a privilege. But I think in my silly little head I’m not yet confident in the way I look and my silly little brain is telling me, it can only go down from here. Shush brain. Shush.
I do want to go travelling soon though. There is a bit of a time limit on that because of when A starts school. I would go travelling tomorrow if I could. As long as I could make a few lists first of course.