This week it's felt like we've been trapped on a roller-coaster, and we don't know where we're going to end up, or when it's going to stop. But this post isn't about that. This post is going to focus on the nice things that happened this week, because when all appears lost sometimes the best thing to do is focus on the positives and be really grateful for the good in your life. This is the second post in as many weeks in which I've descended into that kind of talk. Motherhood, eh? It changes you.
So, things I am grateful for this week. First up, is having the chance to do something I love. I think I've mentioned before, but my last job was pretty darn stressful and did not in any way make me happy. Motherhood gave me my chance to escape, because I knew I couldn't commit to the hours required, knew I didn't have time to deal with all that pressure, and knew I would resent the job even more, as it would now be taking me away from my child too. So I quit, and decided that I needed to to value my time more - as we all know, when you're a parent, time to yourself suddenly feels extra precious. Not everyone was on board - there was a bit of disbelief from certain quarters about me giving up a decent wage and stepping off the 'career ladder', after all of those years of professional ladder climbing. But I wouldn't have it any other way. I get to do something I love, and I cannot convey what a difference it has made to me. I feel happier, more-grounded. Yes, I sometimes miss the money, and yes it would make life a bit easier. But it isn't all about that, and I'm glad I realised it at last.
This weekend I took Lori and the Caravan to my second vintage fair, in the grounds of the beautiful Firle Place in Sussex. I loved it. So many beautiful clothes and objects, and I couldn't have asked for a better response to my stall. Thank you again to everyone who came along (especially my friends who came down from London), and for all of the supportive messages. And that's another thing I'm really grateful for - that the people who really matter, my family and friends, have given me such incredible support.
My husband was my partner-in-crime at the fair which was amazing, not least because we got to spend the day together, but because he's so good at talking to people. Whereas I'm a particularly shy and awkward human being (although much better than I used to be - and that's a positive about my old job, it put me in a position where I was constantly forced to assert myself). He's an antique dealer, so if you were wondering where all the non-kiddy bits on my stall came from, that's where!
I'm gutted that the second day of the fair has been rained off by Big Bertha (although I bet there's a few hardcore vintage dealers and buyers braving the storm), but very glad not to be sitting in my sideless gazebo right now. I think I'd be blown away along with all of those beautiful clothes.
And yeah, you saw this one coming I bet. Obviously I'm hugely grateful that I get to watch this little man grow and learn and develop. At the moment it feels like he learns to do something new everyday, whether it's trying to baby-wear his toys, or sing along with a piece of music. I must confess, I feel like I'm constantly one step behind with the walking - he is so fast!
And so, onwards we go, even though we're not quite sure where we're going right now. My vintage item of the week was this oh-so-groovy afghan smock, age 1-2 years. It's still available and just £12!
I'm going to be adding some amazing vintage pieces this week, so stay tuned! I just need the sun to come out so I can take some pictures....
Thanks again everyone. I'm so glad I get to do something I really love. Thank you for making it possible.