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I’m getting more and more fed up with my lack of time. We are forever rushing from 1 spot to another, from 1 task to another and the purpose of it beyond the ‘just scraping by’ is eluding me.

I’m fed up rushing my kids out of bed, wrestling them into their clothes, throwing milk down their necks and whooshing over to the childminder in time for the school run.

I’m fed up of squeezing in play time between picking them up from the childminder and getting them dipped, scrubbed and creamed in time for bed.

It pains me that we spend less than an hour and a half a day with our children before they’re tucked up in bed. particularly when they’re being minded less than a mile away.

It pains me that I’m working to pay for someone else to look after my children whilst I work…

Damn, their childhood is going to go by fast enough without us needing to apply the ‘modern pressures’ of existence to them. I need to find an alternative. But more importantly, I need to find an alternative that still provides for the family. Now of course it’s not going to be that simple or every bugger would be doing it, and I’m not talking about becoming a benefit sponge. I like work, it’s good for you. Just not when it comes at the detriment of the social lace of the family. At least not in my eyes.

So, what to do? That’s the million £ question. I’ll leave it at that whilst I rap my head against the wall for inspiration.

If you’ve any suggestions let me know.