If I wanted to jump hurdles I would have become an Olympian!

Yep, I’m sure you all know the feeling well. It’s a case of one thing after the other, as usually happens with these kind of ventures. Just as you feel like you might be getting somewhere in your quest you find a large block wall sat square in your way.

My usual walls are the typical work from home hurdles; time, money, time… My personal favourite to date was my daughter giving up her day nap on the very WEEK that I decided to have a go at this. She’s not the only child to have done this mind you…Moo of the amazing MooAndFlo did the same to his mum…there must be some pre-programmed chaos gene in kids nowadays. They sure know just when to inflict their developmental leaps on their parents for the greatest impact, don’t they!?

But I digress…

My newest wall: EMPLOYMENT. It’s not your everyday, garden variety, wooden picket fence…we’re talking the Great Wall of China! Yep, this stay at home mum can no longer, well, stay at home!! Whilst it will be almost pleasurable to have adult conversations about adult topics, I am going to insanely miss seeing Gene Wilder as Willy Wonka on an endless loop…discussing such important topics as whether we should have cheese toasties or baked beans for lunch…herding the balls from one end of the deck to the other (“c’mon little balls, c’mon!” she says as she shepherds them)…and of course, what time I DID have set aside during the day for the idea of becoming an upcycling hero has also been stopped dead in its tracks.

But the thing about obstacles is that they are set in place to be overcome. Maybe output will slow (considering its at a bare trickle now, god knows what this will mean). Maybe ‘Becoming Homespun’ will sit idle for weeks on end. Maybe I’ll fall asleep at the machine and sew my damn finger again…who knows. At this point in time I’m still committed to the concept and ideal, I really hope that this wall will crumble against my determination too.

My darling husband has supported me through two and half years of motherhood. His support has allowed me to spend the most formative years of my kids’ lives at home with them, to see them reach all their major milestones and of course to kiss their boo-boo’s when they fell…for that I will always be eternally grateful.