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How is it 20 years since Trainspotting… Just, how?! Sitting watching the original last night brought a flashback of epic proportions to what life was 20 years ago. Pre proper job. Pre husband. Pre kids.
Hence this post.
Choose Life.
Choose a partner. Choose a house. Choose to have a kid. Choose an overpriced pushchair, choose cot beds, scooters, plastic toy shit and electrical baby nannies. Choose organic, low sugar and life insurance. Choose the best childcare you can afford. Choose to stay at home. Choose your mum friends. Choose comfy
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wear and matching baby bags. Choose a bad ass high chair that looks amazing on Instagram. Choose stay at home date night and being bawled at by tiny voices on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, psychedelic baby programmes, stuffing crisps and left over tea into your mouth. Choose staring into space with a glass of gin at the end of it all, wondering what you’ve done all day, then looking on Facebook to see the fun everyone else has been having, while you contemplate doing it all again tomorrow with the sprogs you
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spawned to replace yourself.
Choose their future.
Choose life (and gin…).
Image: Trainspotting; BBFC
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MS - 25 Jan 17
How is it 20 years since Trainspotting… Just, how?! Sitting watching the original last night brought a flashback of epic proportions to what life was 20 years ago. Pre proper job. Pre husband. Pre kids.
Hence this post.
Choose Life.
Choose a partner. Choose a house. Choose to have a kid. Choose an overpriced pushchair, choose cot beds, scooters, plastic toy shit and electrical baby nannies. Choose organic, low sugar and life insurance. Choose the best childcare you can afford. Choose to stay at home. Choose your mum friends. Choose comfy wear and matching baby bags. Choose a bad ass high chair that looks amazing on Instagram. Choose stay at home date night and being bawled at by tiny voices on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, psychedelic baby programmes, stuffing crisps and left over tea into your mouth. Choose staring into space with a glass of gin at the end of it all, wondering what you’ve done all day, then looking on Facebook to see the fun everyone else has been having, while you contemplate doing it all again tomorrow with the sprogs you spawned to replace yourself.
Choose their future.
Choose life (and gin…).

Image: Trainspotting; BBFC
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