As mentioned over & over, being a mum has changed my world...Blah Blah Blah...I could go on & on about that & how much I love Noal & Pip...It's brought all that purpose & love that every mum talks about- And like this post described, I honestly feel I am meant to be exactly where I am in life...HOWEVER, as mentioned in this post, Being a mum SUCKS- sometimes!!! 


Now, no judging and no need for all that "kids are special gifts from above" stuff...I get all that- I ADORE my hooligans but there are moments, places & people I miss dearly since having them...


~Pints, Patios & the Likes~
Let's take the other day...It was absolutely gorgeous out, perfect patio weather some would say...As I pushed my one-heck-of-huge double stroller past a bustling patio with folks loving it up, I was immediately filled with jealousy at their pints & care-free afternoon...


People always tell ya to enjoy your freedom but until you actually are handcuffed 24/7 to another life {or lives} you don't really comprehend it...All those care-free afternoons & big nights out seem like a lifetime ago - And I for one, am so glad I made the most of them...

Some might even have said I was a wee bit of a "party girl" back in my day...My gals even gave me a "drinking" name ~ Ruby ~ because I use to get so happy & want to dance, spilling red wine everywhere..."Ruby" only comes out on very special occasions now- She's a bloody blast- Craig is not too much a fan of Old Ruby but me & my gals very much are...

One of my favourite "Ruby" nights was when my friend caught me talking to Paul Walker {I'm not into those car movies, but I guess he's a pretty big deal} using a full-on Irish accent & meaning it...I guess when the mojitos hit, I get confident & believe I can pull off a bloody accent...Have not a clue what I was rambling on to him about, nor what he was saying to me, but got full credit from my friend about how committed I was to the accent...Go big or go home right? 

Point is I miss those random, spur of the moment patio drunk afternoons or big-need-McDonald's-or-Pizza-after-the-bar kinda nights...





~Planes, Trains & Automobiles~
Awhile back, before the hooligans came & even before we moved back to Canada- Craig & I were living out a dream so amazing it sometimes takes my breath away thinking about it...I am soooo thankful we had those years doing our own thing, living abroad & seeing what we could of this gorgeous world...While living in Dublin, Ireland we easily could take a "weekend" trip to Holland, Hungary, heck even Spain- Those are some pretty special years & if possible I would highly recommend it to y'all- If you can live abroad at some point in your life- DO IT!!!


Anyways, I desperately miss the whole ease of travelling before kids...Whether it was backpacking Australia, a move across the world, a trip to Spain or just a weekend getaway to Montreal the thought was thrilling, the adventure was worth the pain of getting there & the experience was pure joy...Now, the thought of packing with 2 kids, driving more than a short distance with them & getting anywhere makes me want to invest in a pool, pretend we're away & call it a day....





~Looking Good or at least better than a bun, leggings & spit up~
I never really realized it before, Craig always thought I was & friends made it very clear, I am or was a product junkie...Way back in the day I loved experimenting with different makeup looks & hair colour {some looking back were absolutely horrendous- Hello, friends why didn't you tell me getting dread braids was just wrong on me & that the blue eye shadow I caked on was pretty special too? }- I can fully admit that I spent way too much moula & time on that kind of stuff now...Especially after seeing my friend Jenn's face when she found my "stash"...Over the years I've collected tons of makeup...Too much really...


I can honestly say however, since the hooligans I've worn 1 or 2 eyeliners, the same blush & 3 different kinds of lip gloss & haven't been into my "stash" in years...Sad really- all that lovely makeup- just sits there begging to be used with no real chance in the foreseeable future...The thought or time to do anything other than the basics these days is my reality...


As for hair- It use to be my thing...Straighting it like it was my job, getting it dyed every x amount of weeks it was needed & really having the time to look after it properly...These days the roots are out of control, {as mentioned before I haven't dyed it since Jan...And as much as I hate the look of it right now, the fact that I've gone 7 months without dying it makes me want to continue on to see if I really could pull off just my natural colour}, I wear it curly more often than not & it's usually on top of my head in a bun to protect every measly strand I got left from my wrestling toddler & clingy baby...



Picking out clothes & dressing up for the day use to be a delight, now I'm lucky if my leggings are hole-free, I can hide the spit up on my shoulder & Noal's snot that was wiped on my sleeve blends in enough to be wearable...Literally...




~Friends of all sorts~
I miss friends...Period...I miss having the time to have long chats with them- Just hanging out...I think just growing up in general changes things but having kids really seals the deal...The one good thing though is you really cherish the friendships you have & the time you do get to spend with the ones you love...

But those random friendships that popped up & you went along for the ride are the ones I miss most...For me in particular, I really miss my "boyfriend" {that would be a good guy friend who happens to be gay, who I like to have as a "boyfriend" in my life, since I already have a husband.}I've had 2 gay boyfriends who have held special spots in my heart...My first was Emmerick who I lived with in Oz- He was an Irish guy who was just lovely- we lived in Bondi Beach together for a short time...But, my true "boyfriend" love is the fabulous Matthew Montgomery...He's a star...

He knew from the moment we met I guess...I didn't even know who he was and had just moved to my husband's small hometown...Matt walked right up to me & said "I'd like to audition", to which I replied "For what?" and he sealed the deal with "to be your gay boyfriend"...Ah, Hello, Amazing or what?


So, he's one of the ones I've had the most fun in life with...He's the one who caught me fake accenting Mr. Walker, he's the one who snuck us into TIFF parties & he's the one who laughed hysterically when I stole a camera & hid it in my Spanx...{Another blog, for another day}...He's just awesome & you can't not have fun when he's around...But he feels so far away right now...The thought of a weekend with him & all that it will entail is magical & one I look forward to again at some point...




~Me, Myself & I~
And lastly I miss me...I miss having "me" time...The thought of reading a good Mauve Binchy, with a cuppa tea without having to gulp it down before the kiddos wake up from naps- or having time to actually look at myself in the mirror and get done up without having to sing "Baa Baa Black sheep" or the thought of actually shopping for myself and not getting swept into the kid's section at H&M every time- Any of it- all of it seems ages away before I have genuine "me" time again...


So, just to recap- I miss spontaneous drinks, travelling, getting properly ready, friends & myself- Nice...so pretty much everything that made up my old life...Oh the joys of Mummy~Hood...


Cheers...
What do y'all miss the most about life before kids?