Mostly, when I was pregnant and since becoming a mum, I’ve ignored the reams of advice given to me by well-meaning friends, family and strangers. But some pearls of wisdom stuck. I remember one friend telling me to find myself a treat drink. Something that, in rare moments of rest, I could sit and drink and feel soothed. Obviously, wine was off the menu so I opted for hot chocolate. However, shortly before I fell pregnant I was diagnosed with what has variously been called indeterminate colitis, Crohns-colitis or ulcerative colitis and I had embarked on a complete diet overhaul. I started with the extremely restrictive SCD and progressed to paleo, the way-of-eating I was following when I became pregnant (I now follow many paleo principles but do eat what I believe are healthy, gluten-free grains, such as oats and brown rice). So I concocted my own hot chocolate treat… coconut or almond milk, 2 teaspoons of raw cacao and one teaspoon of honey and that was honestly one of the things that got me through those early months. And it’s still getting me through. When I’m not working, I sit down after the toddler has gone for her afternoon nap and quietly drink my almost healthy hot chocolate and I feel boosted or soothed. Of course, wine is now back on the agenda so it’s no longer my only treat.
Month: July 2016
Will you be having another one?
For years I thought I didn’t want children. The usual stuff – didn’t want to stop partying. Couldn’t imagine having to get up early EVERY FREAKING DAY. Didn’t want to compromise my toned stomach, or my favourite hobbies, or my bank account, or my career, etc, etc… But late in my thirties, having met the right person, I started to think it might be a good idea. With a bit of gentle persuasion from him indoors it happened.
As all mothers will understand, when my daughter was born it was a game changer. That word ‘love’ just doesn’t cut it. She is my world. And, suddenly, I understand why people have kids younger. I can’t regret my decision because, under any other unique set of circumstances, I wouldn’t have my amazing girl, just as she is. But I worry a lot about what it’s going to be like for her having an old mum. When she’s in her teens I will be in my fifties. Will she think I am SO out of touch? Will I still be fit and healthy enough to be useful? And will I ever see her children if she decides to have babies?
I take comfort from the fact that I’m surrounded by women who have children late. I work in telly which is filled with women who prioritise their careers over having children because it’s the best way to get on… or who delay it until their 40s for the same reason (just to be clear, I’m not talking here about women who decide they don’t want kids full stop). That’s what I did. I always suspected that might not be the best thing for me but I ignored that niggling thought as well as I could.
Now that my daughter is 21 months old and I have returned to some semblance of normality I find myself wondering about child number 2 (who knew that when you have a child people don’t ease off on the will you or won’t you questions… they just swap ‘a’ for ‘another’). Now I have my grandma (who I adore) saying things to me like ‘oh don’t have another… I don’t think it’s fair on the children to have ‘old’ parents’. Rationally I know the world is different to when she was young but she’s planted a seed of doubt in my head. If I have another child I will be ‘even older’. I will have two youngsters who have an ‘old’ mum. And another thing – I don’t have long to make my mind up. If I was ten years younger I could take my time deciding but now time is running out.
Will the questions never end….?!