The last twelve months have been the year of change. Twelve months is a long time, but then again it isn’t. I know my life has changed dramatically in that time. I quit my job after 9 years. My experience with postnatal depression is now behind me. Our little family went on an interstate holiday for the first time since 2010. And I shouldn’t forget that I turned 30, gracefully.
I quit my job
About halfway through my pregnancy, I decided that I wanted to quit my job. I loved the work, I had variety every day with what I did and who I worked with. But I just wasn’t satisfied. I wanted more. I wanted more responsibility, more recognition for my achievements, and of course more money for said achievements.
I had my daughter almost 18 months ago but started experiencing something in the first few weeks. I feel everything got a lot better around the time of her first birthday. While still being breastfed, she was much less reliant on me, which meant I had a bit more time to myself.
Over the new year, we drove 803km from our home on the peninsula to Adelaide. We spent a week exploring. We visited Harndorf to sample pastries, chocolates, and fudge. A spot of shopping in Rundall Mall. Lunch at Carl’s Jnr, twice because we liked it so much. A day at Middleton beach via the very busy Port Elliot bakery. Then we rung in the new year watching the fireworks at Glenelg pier.
I turned 30
I’m not one to a make a fuss over birthdays kind of person. But I got precisely what I wanted for my birthday. My husband made me breakfast, we went out for lunch, then my husband made silverside for dinner. My present wasn’t that flashy either, but it was exactly what I asked for. For my 30th birthday, I got a 2000L water tank.
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The French version of the above quote was written in one of my school diaries. I loved the way it sounded: plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose.