Breaking Through

In fact, a master plan: How to reinvent myself in 45 days. I’m a mother of 2 and a wife to a caring husband. We live in the UK in a house that we spent a lot of time and money on to look just as we wanted. So I have everything that people regard as important to be happy. Although I feel happy I think that there is a part of me missing and I’m desperate to find out what it is. So here is a woman trying to reinvent herself at the age of 44. Furthermore, a woman seeking her real identity.For a long time, I tried to find a way to accommodate my personal life, motherhood and return to my career, but I found it so complicated that, in the end, I decided to be a just a full time mum. Being a mother is a complex role. It gives you pleasure, but- God, it’s hard work! At first, I didn’t cope very well,but after my second child was born, I realised how important my role as a mother was, so I felt happy to be helping my children to grow into confident individuals. This crisis I’ve overcome. The mother in me is happy. I just need to sort out the woman and the professional.The question is: How to reinvent myself? I have no clue , but I’ll try every possibility on the next 45 days.

Sunday, 20 March 2011

Day Ten -

Dialogue between husband and wife on Sunday morning.  Children still  in bed.


-          Good morning, sleeping beauty. He says
-           Morning.
-          Did you sleep well.
-        Oh yes. I had the most incredible dream.
-         Tell me.
-         I went on a date with the man of my dreams...
-         Me?
-         Jude Law.
-         ...
-         We were supposed to go to that posh restaurant he booked to surprise me but the conversation got very interesting, in the end, we decided to stay at home and... You know...just stayed there talking... you know...
-         I can’t believe that!
-         What? That we only talked?
-         No. That you are telling me that you had desire for another man. In fact that you were having  intimate moments with another man...
-         Hey, It was a dream. I wish it was for real. And it is not any man. It’s Jude Law.  I’m sorry but I can’t help it. He’s so cool, so handsome, so... sexy... And you know he is my dream of comsumption.
-         I’ve heard enough. How would you feel If  I’m having  fantasy  about another woman?
-         It was a dream.
-         Do not complain if I change you for Sienna Miller... Well, that would be a nice swap.
-         Hum... Ok , but only in your dreams. And only Sienna. Never another ordinary woman.
-         Deal. .. I had enough of your dreams for today. I’m going to make myself a cup of tea. Would you like one?
-         Yes, please. A coffee would be lovely.
And he brought me a coffee.
I bet  Jude Law would never  bring me a coffee in bed after I told him that I had an erotic dream with another man. That’s why my husband is so right for me.
But on second thoughts ,  if I had Jude Law in my bed,  would I be thinking of drinking coffee?
I better go back to sleep. I could just do with another 5 minutes of that wonderful dream... hummm...
Posted by I'm Julia, a woman with a plan at 03:23

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