Tough one …

Tough old week, that is! Just as I thought I was actually starting to recover from this pesky postnatal illness that’s been hanging over me for the past, oooh, 15 months or so, it’s suddenly come back and bitten me on the bum again! Triggered, of course, by the fact that both my little ones have been poorly … for the umpteenth time, or so it seems. Came back from meeting a friend last night, having had a good old catch-up, only to find that my youngest had thrown up everywhere and was being sponged down in the bath. Not a nice sight. And, of course, it meant that I didn’t get any sleep at all and am feeling distinctly bleary-eyed and down-at-heel today. Hey ho. I guess it’s just one of those things that happens - part of motherhood, life, etc, etc. But when I think about the responsibility of having to deal with stuff like that for the next umpteen years, I really really want to run. All I can say is thank heavens for the nanny, she’s worth her weight in gold. Come to mention it, she probably costs more than her weight in gold! But she means that I can at least walk out the door for a little while, and concentrating on business helps calm me down. So Mummo is making me happier already, and that’s what it’s all about. Don’t know who’s out there reading this, if anyone, but if you’re a mum go and check it out: www.mummo.co.uk. You can register interest now even though the full website won’t be live for a couple of months - that way I can keep you up to speed with what’s going on.

In the meantime, who’s been watching Strictly Come Dancing? I absolutely LOVE that show. It’s definitely a dose of escapism … into a world of passion, romance, satin, sequins and sexy strutting, twirling, whirling, demon dancers. They’ve really upped the ante with the women this year and I’m just wishing I could be one of them.

Anyway, as for business, I’m just debating over the colours for the logo and putting my PR and marketing strategy together.  The big decisions for today are Rubine Red vs Rhodamine Red, do I need letterheaded paper and should a community blog have its own blogroll?!  Answers on a postcard please …

I must be mad …

Wow, the days and months are flying by - I can’t quite believe how long it’s been since I last ‘blogged’! Had to return to full-time mummy duties for a while as our poor nanny was “proper poorly”, as she put it - turns out she caught the dreaded salmonella from our daughter, which apparently means we’ll be investigated by environmental health! And now I’m officially office-less. Sitting here in the only local cafe with internet access, trying to concentrate and hear myself think over noise of the juicing machine. I sometimes wonder how on earth I can even contemplate setting up a new business when my life is scattered amongst various piles of paper all round our house and I drift from one coffee shop to another all day long. Not to mention needing to get over ‘postnatal depression’ (sshhh, don’t tell anyone!). Perhaps I should just take my mum’s advice and spend my days doing yoga and meditation … or then again, perhaps that would really send me mad?! Instead, being the kind of contrary Mary I am, I choose to busy my brain with new ideas, options, possibilities … escape routes to an exciting future.

But things have reached crunch point. Can’t keep on researching forever, I need to actually make a decision. Apparently, that’s what you have to do in business! Everyone I’ve spoken to so far about this idea seems to think it’s a good one, so do I just go ahead and take the plunge, investing all my time and money into it, or … ? Do I take the children, move to the country and opt for a simpler, less materialistic life? After all, whilst I may not really want to ‘play mother’ at the moment, I do know that once these precious years of my little ones’ lives have passed, I can never press rewind and go back again. Is there some way I can follow both paths? At the same time? Or is that called having your cake and wanting to eat it as well?! (I’ve always wondered, aren’t you supposed to eat cake?!) Anyway, enough rambling, I’m going to disappear to a cottage in the middle of nowhere and make my mind up. A whole week to myself - it’s been so long since that happened that I’ll probably be ’sectionable’ by the end of it! Which, I guess, is always another path! Want to come with me to my rural retreat and see what happens …