When I became a mother it was like a curtain dropped separating my old life from my new life. A friend of mine warned me about that while I was pregnant. I can’t remember much of how my day to day was or what I thought about and worried about most of the time. I really don’t remember what I did on Saturdays. Did I sleep until whenever? Was it quiet? No idea.
I am thankful to have this history of myself and my mind captured forever in the form of this blog. It helps me to link back to that former person, pre-motherhood. So I’m going to start writing here again. As well as on Minna x Bug. Believe me when I say I desperately need it.
And because who knows where in the world I’ll be in the next 3.5 years?