Let's try this again...

Okay. 

I'm back. 

It's been almost 2 years. I have my degree. I got a job. I left that job.

I started my own business. I cried over my own business. I keep trying to push my own business to actually, you know, earn money. 

I gained my confidence. I lost my confidence. I gained it back. And now I'm struggling after having lost it once again.

​But the blog is back! 
​

I am pregnant, again. Very sick again. Very happy again. But still very very sick. 

My anxiety is under control. My panic disorder is under control. My disordered eating is under control.

But my crippling self doubt is rocking my world. 

Not sure what this blog will be, what it will do, who it will reach.  I just don't know. But I do know I'm going to really try again. Put myself out there again. Be the me I want to be in this big wide scary world where doors are firmly shut and you have to manhandle a crow-bar to make your own opportunities. 

​So here goes nothing! 

I could try and capture the last 2 years into one blog post but that's almost impossible. My therapy journey alone needs a few posts, how my feelings on motherhood have changed (enough that I've willing stepped into the role for a second time), and how being a stay-at-home-trying-to-start-a-business mum is really, really tough cookies. 

These are all things I will talk about. And maybe other stuff too. I don't know. I haven't thought too deeply about it this time.

Of course I have goals for this, I have visions and aspirations and inspirations, but ultimately I just want this to be a space that I can come to be me. To talk about how I'm feeling, what's happening and express just how much I really love chicken shnitzel burgers. 

Because I really do love chicken shnitzel burgers. And I'm trying with every ounce of my being to now cave in and buy one because #money. 

So with that being said. Let's do this. Again. 

xx R