Hello Blog New World

No I don't have a supremely amazingly fascinating life. No I am not famous. No I am not an avid writer(although I did get some excellent feedback on a short story I once wrote in year 10...). I am just one of the thousands of people who for whatever reason got the epiphany that oh my God if nothing else I need to start writing down everything I think and putting it out there for every man and his literate dog. My reason was that after seeing Julie and Julia (good movie, check it out) and seeing the lovely Amy Adams (yes bit of a girl crush) blogging and narrating as she wrote, I somehow have a strange compulsion to do the same. No, my blog isn't about cooking.

I am a 31 year old happily married chick who four months ago today gave birth to my heart and soul, my little boy "Mr Magoo" (Not his real name ;o). I used to be a very busy and important (tongue in cheek) business analyst and sat in front of a computer all day fiddling with numbers. I now spend my days with Mr Magoo, changing nappies, producing his much adored "booby" when required, and making home for our little family. It is safe to say my life now is the absolute polar opposite from what it was. I used to be smart, highly paid and wore makeup and business attire. I am now addle brained, financially dependant and am often covered in some type of bodily fluid. I am officially the Mother formerly known as someone very very different.

And it has taken me four whole months to get to the point where I can now say that I am happy. It sounds like a bunch of complete dramatic BS, but what was once cold is now warm; what was in black and white is now in colour. I have left behind the coldness and hard arsed shittiness of the business world and have traded it for kisses, hugs and an amazing amount of love. I don't know how I ever made it through a day before Mr Magoo came along.

So here I am, ready to share myself - present and future - with.. well anyone who may want to read. I'm actually 100% ok with the idea of none of what I write being read. I am content to just tap tap tap on my laptop with a lovely Amy Adams-like narrative in my head, pretending I am interesting and holding out for the book deal. And if nothing else I'm documenting my thoughts and life so that one day Mr Magoo and any other little blessings that may come along can read about my journey while parenting him/them. And how their arrival truly changed my world.

Stay tuned!