Its 5.10am and I've been working for around over an hour already while my family sleeps, I always think I work for Aurelia and her future and that's true, I want the world for her and like many other parents I don't mind putting the hours in for that, however; I work for me too. Working and my company is so much a part of my identity and how I value myself I can't slow down or stop, Aurelia comes first when shes awake and I accept that although I will sometimes work and she sits at her desk (right next to mine) colouring over old invoices or letters that are destined for the bin chattering away about the economy or who still hasn't paid up...or so I imagine anyway. Aurelia also comes on the road with us although I limit her travel hours and look for activities or half days out on the journey and we cram as much into her two nursery days as possible.
We're doing well in business, we are busy and have been in a time when others haven't and I just keep thinking about the mortgage and how much we could pay off while the interest rates are low, if we kept this pace for 2 more years. Sometimes I think this juggling act will kill me and around the assessment period for my MBA last year I was ill with exhaustion and anxiety but I wouldn't change my life or my work.
Anyway I have less than an hour before madam wakes and I want my invoices up to date by then, and I think we need to take a trip to Doncaster which will be exciting as Aurelia loves trains!
Emma.xx
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