Another Announcement...

You know the drill by now.. You’re scrolling through Facebook and BAM! Another anniversary post. 
Or engagement. 
Or wedding. 
Or a new home. 
Or babies. Lots of babies.

Seven or so years ago I would’ve probably been insanely jealous. Especially being barraged with those posts one after the other, after the other, after the other… I can just picture the 18 year old me sitting there with the hump questioning why it wasn’t me. Where was my happily ever after? I wasn’t the most patient person; I wanted that Disney fairy-tale ending. No, I NEEDED that fairy-tale ending and I needed it there and then. But experience has taught me not everything is always as it seems from the outside, looks can be deceiving. That and there’s no rush. Sure, I haven’t reached those milestones in my life yet but I have so much more to be grateful for. At one point in time I didn’t even think it was a possibility that I could have kids. Now look at me, sat up in bed praying that my little’un burns himself out and goes to sleep so that I can catch a few Zzzz because frankly I’m bloody exhausted (fingers crossed its just good old fatigue and not the Aussie Flu outbreak that’s hit the UK). As for marriage, I don’t know if it’s for me anymore. Just a signed piece of paper. But what do I know? I’m only 24. Half of the time I don’t even know what I want for lunch let alone for the rest of my life. There’s still another 24+ years for someone to convince me otherwise so we’ll see.

Anyway, I’ve reached a point in my life where jealousy just seems so pointless. Like I said, as I’m growing and experiencing new things I’m becoming more aware of what I don’t want which in turn is shaping what I think I want from life. What was right for me back in the day definitely isn’t right for me now and this has made me more mindful of the decisions I make. Take exes for example; one in particular for arguments sake. We dated about eight years ago, not for very long. If you’d have asked me at the time did I see/want a future with this guy I would have replied yes without hesitation. Fast forward to now and hindsight has taught me I never really loved him nor had any kind of a future with him. We were never right for eachother; we have two completely different mindsets, morals and goals. He now has a fiancé and a football teams worth of children and I’m not jealous in any way, shape or form. Why should I be? I don’t have any desire to reach out to him and the feeling is probably mutual. There’s no bad blood there at all. Imagine if I’d have rushed into things for the sake of a happily ever after – it would have been a disaster (for both parties). I would have ended up miserable (him too).

My time will come. For now I’ll have to settle for the “when are you having the next one?”. I get that a lot as if everyone but me can hear my biological clock ticking. Not anytime soon. You know, my aunt actually flat out told me I was pregnant the other day??? (in her defence the last time she told me that I was. Well, approx. a week pregnant and I didn’t even know it). For the record I AM NOT PREGNANT I just enjoyed the Christmas period (maybe a little too much). That baby scan is a throwback of my one year old. And yes I’m 19837924% sure. Trust me, its physically impossible and would have had to have been an immaculate conception. 

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