This year I turn 38.
That is a big number.
Not as big as 40, which is how old GMB is gonna be.
Now that’s funny! GMB, with whom I went through the tortures of boarding school, is now becoming middle aged. Officially, and all that. I get to spend the next few months winding her up about it and – considering the sulking and grumbling of last years birthday, and that was just a 30 something number – I reckon this year could be an explosion worth seeing.
We already have a weekend away in Barcelona all booked up, ready to party. There’ll be drinking and shenanigans hereabouts as well of course. All in all, that looks like it’s going to be one fun filled month.
But seriously, I just can’t believe we are already hitting these big digits. And 38 – well, it may not be 40, but it’s getting pretty close. It’s time to pull up my big girl britches and focus.
And the focus for this year is – FAMILY.
I’ve been booking up weekends away in Cherry – ready to begin our family caravan adventures! We’ve been to Stonehenge so far – that was our experimental first time out. This year I want to visit Hadrian’s Wall, Cornwall, and as many places in between as possible.
Plus I have been sticking to my promise.
The kids made a few comments last year that really hit home – and so I listened.
As I drove up the narrow country lane we live on, pulling over to let other cars past and concentrating on keeping my wing mirrors, Botboy got in the first throw.
BB: Mummy, why aren’t you shouting at the other cars like normal?
Okay, towards the end of last year I was getting a bit shouty. Alright, maybe from the middle of the year.
Oh, whatever. Yes, I am an angry driver and a grumpy person. But I do not want my kids to see shouting as normal (even if the people who drive up that lane do tend towards the bloody minded, stupid and seriously deficient in driving skills type).
Then Sackgirl dropped in her little grenade.
SG: Mum, the only time you put down your phone is when you are driving.
1st – I’ve now officially become mum. No longer mummy. My little girl is growing up fast – and I don’t want to miss any more of it.
2nd – It’s time to hang up the phone. Or at least, put it down.
So I made a promise to start concentrating on the kids – and I am sticking to it.
Which means spending more time taking them to the clubs they want to join – and cheering them on from the sidelines, not disappearing to read my emails!
Which means doing homework with them, not sitting them at a table and going back to my work.
Which means cooking and playing and chatting and reading and just doing things – together.
And, it means being healthy and more active myself, so I can be more active with them, too. Look – breakfast!
I am eating fruit. Every day. And so are the kids.
All this new year, new us thing also means – less Facebook, less blogging, less social media and less time spent at the screen.
Which doesn’t mean to say I won’t be here. But does mean to say, I won’t be here so much.
As you may have already noticed.
Because, when I hit that bigger number, the one that starts with a 4 instead of a 3, I don’t want to be making the same promises to my kids – I want to be keeping them!