A picture tells a thousand lies…

I am, as you may gather, thirty something - 38 if you must know, I see growing older as a gift, not something to be ashamed of. I am a midwife as of not too long ago, I am a mama to 2 little handfuls, and I am married to my favourite person in the world. I had to go half way round said world to find him so it's a good thing it's worked out so well. I am all these things, and I love so much about this life, I do feel incredibly "#blessed" (and I promise to never do that again). But as everything seems to fall into place in our lives- almost 10 years married- tick- first home bought together -tick- cap placed on 2 children-tick- both in permanent government positions- tick... I start to feel uneasy in the inescapable knowledge that something's not right. I'm not following my passion, and until recently I couldn't even name it, I'd neglected it for so long. Starting this blog is the first step to getting on the right track, a better track, because before being a wife, mother and midwife, before even being a woman, I was and will always be a writer. So write, I will. Read on if you dare. View all posts by soulsearchinginsuburbia