Wow. Almost three weeks between blog posts. Long exhalation. Where have I been you might want to know?
Well, having a baby seems to have finally caught up with me. Sleep deprivation and the ensuing lack of concentration don’t make for ideal blogging conditions, as I’m sure anyone who’s ever been sleep deprived knows. I liken it to feeling a sense of jet lag that never ends, where you have moments of clarity with bursts of creativity, tempered with a dull tiredness you feel in the marrow of your bones. And then there’s a sense of foggy grey between wakefulness and dream-state – the: “wait…did I dream that?” phenomenon – where you keep the wheels from falling off with 20-minute naps snatched when you can, and a lot of coffee.
It’s a foreign feeling, one that can sometimes be hard to articulate because it’s mixed with hormones and the emotional roller coaster that a baby brings to your life. Actually, It’s not like jet lag, because jet lag ends. And you’re in Paris. Or New York.
So here I am, four and a half months in and while it’s just wonderful, I am tired most of the time and so have struggled to be on top of my blogging game. I realise that it’s ‘just a stage’ (as everyone likes to tell you!) and that life won’t always be like this. My darling little girl is simply adorabubble. I’m entranced and and so in love with her, everything else is secondary at the moment. If you want, you can follow my instagram account about all things motherhood and lifestyle with a big dose of baby spam – @motherlifelove.
Until my next instalment – and I have been getting back on my blogging horse, busy visiting design studios and organising giveaways – here’s a new frock I’ve been wearing a fair bit of late. I like to call it ‘pretty – tough.’ It’s the kind of dress you could wear with a pair of ladylike heels, or with a biker jacket and ankle boots.
Motherhood, pretty tough huh. Who knew?
Lady – and the little lady – love you.