If I think about what I'd like to do, it involves time with the boys, my sewing machine, gardening gloves and probably a seed catalogue. But the reality of this is that it wouldn't pay our mortgage, or any mortgage for that matter, and we need to be realistic about what we're trying to achieve and by when. I guess financial freedom is a big part of being happy in the long run and being able to provide for the boys, but at what cost? It's causing me to seriously rethink whether I'm in the right profession, not just for me personally, but as a mother and wife. I am not sure what my role in life is anymore beyond mum to Ollie and Max and I'm hoping the next few months will help me realise it.
And in other news, Christmas is over. The tree is back in the loft. Happy Epiphany.